This is a song about "Your gal"

Aint no normal gal learning to rap

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Until your tits fall off into your lap

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

And he, what's his name, earl

Fuck up your shit and bang your girl

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

It's all good, finna dog that

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Just to let you know, you are

That gal want me ride har