This is a song about "The girl i liked married my friend so i kidnapped her and i want him to find her"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Good morning texts from my girl and her friend bitch

Daddy took my last money to buy presents for her, and i feel so screwed

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

With your girl and her mate i had a three way

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Boy i always pearl the spliff and keep a girl to twirl her hips

My city's culture to the game now in existence

My baby and my closest friend, i love you baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

With your girl i call her my dome bitch

Then i grab my binder, that’s when i wanted to find her

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

I felt great i never had a friend like her, she was my friend she was my girl friend,