This is a song about "Your getting raided"

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

You're wishing for dick and you ended up getting your ass ripped

Your face, oh look at it, you're now getting burned

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

You owe the money ho now your getting tamed

Your titties got me horny bitch quit getting pushy

And all women who had light features, see

Your lines of rhyme just keep getting lower and lower

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Up in the sky, on a gulf stream tour

Because your shit is getting me full,