Like on god you trippin finger sweaty, so the gun starts slipping talking back about to go whip it up like a bucket of popcorn beeping the horn eating some corn when I turn 18 I went to my dorm and I came out the womb. I’ve just been born let me go to school to get some knowledge and about to learn bouta bake it come on baby let’s take it wanna have a baby let’s make it wait hold on why the girl looking at me right there that’s quite a stare. Do you think a guy with some dreads can match a girl with pretty brown hair