This is a song about "You are my sunshine"

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

My rhymes are better than you average joes,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

At best you are average, my scripts are straight damaging,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Why are you boiling like eggs, grunting at my face like pigs?

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

You are my alchemist, female professor croll

My momma is saying are you deaf or blind

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

When you are my brain gets itchy,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

So chase the air hide your stash

You are just a pain in my ass

You were my fucking sunshine when my skies were not the bluest

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list