This is a song about "Ziegler girls"

But got love for them girls

If i sent my dad letters

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Let me rideuntil i get free

These girls be so crazy,

Chillin' with homies and family

Wishing girls would fucking like me

And my friend's aim at knees, sparking heaters

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick