This is a song about "She was my jolly rancher shes was slimey as she rushed in mouth"

That's, that's the only way i know how to hold it down

No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town

She was a good girl, always stored in a pale

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town

I had her locked in my heart, she was mine and only mine,

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

But it didn't matter, she was a good as dead.

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

In her bedroom window i would peek when she was asleep.

She was never so scared in her life but then he took a swing and she fell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

The guy was in a masquerade mask, and she came late,

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate