This is a song about "You ask her out"

You gotta ask questions

Without the sound of guns

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Then in 6th period, everyday i would always ask him about her

Cut her, take everybody out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I dare any nigga to touch her,play kecthup get you spread out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Pudding? but what's for pudding, may you ask?

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Hand in your ass you ask why?

You thought i wasnt gonna ask for it

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit