This is a song about "Why how could you"

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

You never know how much this world could be cold

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

No one no where no why no how

I know i'm runnin' through your head now

You could not afford a hoe mate, how would you support a soul mate

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

The reason why i share these lyrics/because i know how yal be feeling/i wish you