This is a song about "Sure"

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

For what it's worth i'll go berserk for saying "sure"

Make sure it remembers my name

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I'm sure its nice to meet me

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

One word after another tight chest, feels better, sure

It's sure to be the last

You’re on neon lights in my bank

(not really sure what im doing)

Love is so confusing

And you know my drift

Not sure if you have noticed