This is a song about "Stole your girlfriend"

Yo, once stole a row home

Little latasha sho' grown

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

From the time that you stole my heart

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Lifes he stole left young but feeling old

Carol city or was it the west

Harder than i did your girlfriend,

U stole my money bread and dough

Bad bitches never loved them though

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

A darkness sprang like a slinky and the devil stole your potential/

Or just wanna talk i want to be the girlfriend of your dreams

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Before he had a girlfriend what the fuck

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut