This is a song about "The girl who doesn t want me"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

It makes me mad to where i want to beat the person who did this to you,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?

It was just another party

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

// [she's just a girl who claims that i am the one]

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

I may not have the girl i want to

Teenage parties, i recommend you

I was with this one girl who was innocent from the cover

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Who the fuck want it with,me yeah i didnt think so,i dont write with a pen

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then