This is a song about "Your on benefits"

No benefits still a white boy never hissy fit

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Go on your lil' fine dine

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Disses, on your misses

Thought this was forever love

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Your playing my shit on repeat

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Mentally i'm just a psycho lyricist with the benefits/

Feel your chest on top on

Pay dues like a hair salon

So keep your hats on the rap's on so get your strap on

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb