This is a song about "She"

Let's take another trip, different continents we touching

She looks like she getting aggravated because i keep threatening

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

She love me cuss she know i smoking that good shit

Its me she craving, she aint waiting,

Same '89 camry that needs painting

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

She didn't answer her she just looked away

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

My heart she stole, she took it and run

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

That she felt when she dealt with the physiological phase

She loves me she loves me not

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

She said the nigga she hated