This is a song about "Widows peak"

Got a flow ill peak on that

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Death due peak, toxic rotten leak my mouth seeps.

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Now i'm at my music peak

Now it's time to eat

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Framed stain-glass windows with white widows closing in/

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

I'm only head over hills when you give ma dick a lick on a peak.

Stop freakin i'll give ya a peak in a sneak preview

I don't wanna ever come down off this cloud of lovin' you

When i speak/ prominent n at my peak / you dudes like to play games

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes