This is a song about "You kissed ahanti"

Why we gotta argue

You know that i love you

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

And saying that a man's lips is cursed if he kissed it,

But the only womens lips you've kissed is your mothers,

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Nobody cares about you except you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

She went down then kissed it

Rack, rack city shit

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist

Indefensible, unacceptable, agile, she bliss kissed,

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

Said don't slap me u kissed her. meanwhile i'm at home

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard