Thinking I can make as many songs 'bout a lady
When I haven't met her
But she on me heavy, on my cerebellum (If I)
If I say I love her, am I wrong? Am I crazy?
Am I overzealous?
But I know the feeling, and I'm never wrong
Swear that I've been gifted with a song and a medley
It's intoxicating, it weigh on you heavy, like the alcohol
We can do like anything you want, I'm amazin'
Letter to my lady, I just wanna please you, check my catalogue

In this life I come across fans and hoes
And I like to give my fans a rose
Cursе of the talented еverywhere I go
They wanna change clothes and pose