This is a song about "Some guy tickling her knee"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

And she deserves a guy who can meet her needs and in between

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

You'd rather talk to some other guy

All the way do to my knee

I got bigger problems baby

Heard this guy saw his bitch last night, caught her cheatin',

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Breakin his back for her, some slipped discs

I'm a regular guy i'm like some of you. jus wanna be sippin on a brew

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I pray so much about it, need some knee pads

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks