This is a song about "Under cover"

Cover surgery prefer mine over

Or something that you paid for

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

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

You better cover your ears

I do it to cover up my pain

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Government lies yes they cover shit

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

On a little secret, don't judge a book by it's cover

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Smothered in the wonder of how she'll cover