This is a song about "Somethink to make a girl happy"

This is to my unborn child

To me girl your one of a kind,

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

Opposites attract, boy to girl that's a fact

Is never that's equivalent to me and sarah

A happy ending for the family (r.i.p mandela)

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray

I won't give it to you just like your girl even that bitch wants to make me hurl,

And your productivity is the reason i interest, ambitious girl

Money can change a girl from a poor to a whore

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'd be happy if i could make a trifle

I flow flawlessly, without trying make your girl wanna talk to me

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby