This is a song about "Toni jade"

On my way back home

Kill 10 birds with one stone

But you never come when you period is five days

Remmember i'm jade not a waist of space

Or medicine in a green bottle

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

I must go like fly route

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Dick so far up i think it touched her spleen

Then keep your change like an oink machine

She's lost for words from the #tire #placement on her neck hide

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Coming out the snowfall, like hoth and i'm soft/

From the time that you stole my heart