This is a song about "Wendy darling"

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may,

Yeah, i say hello my darling

120 in the ghost take my bitch shopping

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

She’s a star if i ever seen one

(hook from "my darling" by eminem)

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Man i'm starving, may as well get a nice looking darling/

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

It was so fucken rainy and wendy eya-eya o