This is a song about "Thinkin bout you"

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Findin myself thinkin of you every second

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Been thinkin' about you a lot lately

Thinkin that you won, i will never clap or congratulate,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Still hittin plays, thinkin bout the billion

Thinkin that your on my level, just for thinkin those thoughts you broke the rules

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane