This is a song about "Yeah girl you got me irie i wonna roll you up in lick you down"

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Yeah you nice girl but do you fit the mould?

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

You can try to push me down, yeah keep me low

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Better watch your words or ill roll you up in a fustian rug,

What up girl, tell me how you been

Lookin’ for some action

In a game that'll throw you down, every time you climb up

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

It's no longer a new jack city

I look down on you and you look up to me.