This is a song about "Visit"

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

And you don't have the clearance to visit where spitters spit vicious

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Girl its been a minute/ i think its time for me to visit

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

I'ma send him on a fully paid visit to the lord

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Afraid every day will be the day of my last visit

Bye bye bitch hope you remarry so i can pay you another visit.

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

On the lord to visit the city of the saint