This is a song about "Your on benefits"

Jam out on your damn couch

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Your mom jumped on this cock

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

You should forever remember your benefits

After your names on a tombstone

Know i just call it head phone

Full of shit, like i ate that john

God sake's now man turn your shine on

Disses, on your misses

The game of love

Call me on your eighteenth

Everything ain't what it seems

They be like where

Your pullin on my hair