This is a song about "Squirrels and girls"

I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

The critics are calling me conscious

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

With equal tenets, girls and the guys that sit in silence

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Stop flirting and trying to get with the girls i like

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side