This is a song about "Your to sleazy"

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

And to add to the drama your rhymes

Two white cups and i got that drank

To get to hold your hand

To your payroll to stop my mixing

I only got one rule, no kissing

Let me change the temperature

Go home to your mother

Your proboly good to

I call em up, they might fall through

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Sleazy bitches easily licking the cheesy kettle spoon

Coming to your door, knock knock

I love the way you walk