This is a song about "Ya girl"

Than i ate ya girl out call it thanksgiving feast

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Ya know, i met this one girl in store that day

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

Then i take a grape to slap ya face with, if you were a girl they'd call this rape

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Let me dress you up as a school girl and rape ya,

How beautiful are thou, africa

I fuck ya girl out of her pajamas even tho

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

But hay-girl, will you be my playgirl? lemme give ya a facial,

And he, what's his name, earl

Won't ya swallow that girl