This is a song about "Treat her good"

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

He said my sisters smart and if you're good with her then good

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Chop her up save the good parts and fucking burn the rest

I treat mary jay like eminem treat mariah

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

An passable irrational treat, a trend

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

I had a good day with my mother/ i felt love when i hugged her/

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

She went an hopped on it.....it made her feel good like a compliment,

Good morning texts from my girl and her friend bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message