This is a song about "She give me top"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

She said she wanna roll with me, she called me mister

Changs, give me head, like she bangs

For setting up traps

Fucking stupid maids, when she gets back give her a bellyache

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Put me into this tip top, shape,

She givin me top and its sloppy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Its me she craving, she aint waiting,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Somebody told me there would be money at the top,