This is a song about "You ask her out"

But now i ask "what's wrong with you?"

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I'm a killer but you shouldn't ask tho

The world looking out, they on the front row

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

That's half you emcees if you ask me,

Find her passed out in bed and you still your game working like

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Go ask anybody what they think of you,

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Once as a slave who imagined being free

If you don't know betta ask somebody

Now you ask whats the matter?

I thought i recognized her