This is a song about "Single pringle ready to mingle"

But to this very day, not a single soul knew

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

Who comes here to mingle when their single

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

I say bye to every single one of my pals

I'm strapped, loaded and ready to blow it

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

People love hodgy i hate you though

I got a bomb ready to blow

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

But i’m not making trips lab to lab every single day,

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Complex lifestyle ready to do me

I got rich from a little struggle

Ready to rumble, shout not mumble,