This is a song about "Your girl"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Your girl i'm fisting so stop your bitching

Christian dior your girl is a whore

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Cause this album pack enough evil

When your girl gives me oral

Ask your girl she sittin there lookin faceless

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

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

I knew i recognized your girl deja vu

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Tell your girl to clean my splatter up

Then your girl get tapped like spinal,

As i light one for ill will