This is a song about "Where s your girl at"

She always comin back

I dont know where my pencils at!?

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Take her where the couch at

Welcome to fagville, population: you, and your girl at the motel. isn't life a hell?

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

Where the influences lay at bay,

She do everything i say

I know the world been waiting for that

You based your life off of 50's shit

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,

Theres times where i might fuck a girl and fuck another after

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

At the top where i'm in, is no place for your adventure.

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her