This is a song about "Why can t you be my girl"

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

But i ain't gonna call girl why don't you get my tone

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Be a king? think not, why be a king when you can be a god?

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Im in love with you girl dont be wasting my time

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

If you can escape my wrath ill be sad, i was looking

Why be a king when you can be a god

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad