This is a song about "Under"

No hook, fuck a hook

But now your under a hood

Slow whine, my gyal, slow whine

Through you under the avc line

Spinning like wheels under my heels,

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Got bitches ducking under covers

I'm not under the influence i'm under the game

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Private plane, my seat recline

Roast under a sauce of wine.

Control is what you had me under

The only time i flirt with her

I was on my sway shit

I just cant under stand it