All my exes live in Texas like I''m George Strait. Or they go to Georgia State where-. Tuition is handled by some random nigga that live in Atlanta. That she only see when she feels obligated. Admitted it to me the first time we dated. But she was no angel and we never waited. I took her for sushi she wanted to fuck. So we took it to go told them don''t even plate it. And we never talk too much after I blew up. Just only "‘hello'" or "‘happy belated". And I think I text her and told her I made it. And that''s when she text me and told me she prayed it. And that''s when I text her and told her I love it. And right after texting told her I''m faded. She asked. What have I learned since getting richer. I learned working with the negatives. Could make for better pictures. I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture. Even though it''s fucked up girl I''m still fucking with ya. Damn is it the fall. Time for me to revisit the past. It's women to call. There''s albums to drop there''s liquor involved. There''s stories to tell we been through it all. Interviews are like confessions. Get the fuck up out my dressing room. Confusing me with questions. Like:. Do you love this shit?. Are you high right now?. Do you ever get nervous?. Are you single?. I heard you fucked your girl is it true?. You getting money?. You think them niggas you with is wit'h you?. And I say. (And I say) Hell yeah. Hell yeah hell yeah. Fuckin' right. Fuckin' right all right. (And we say) Hell yeah. Hell yeah hell yeah. Fuckin' right. Fuckin' right all right. So much for being optimistic. They say love is in the air so I. Hold my breath until my face turn purple. Keep a few bad bitches in my circle. My nuts hang like ain''t no curfew. Bitch if you wave then I will surf you. I flew jet she flew commercial. But we still met later that night. After my session she came over. I was aggressive and she was sober. I gave her pills. She started confessing and started undressing. And ask me to hold her. And so I did but that was last month. And now she''s texting me asking for closure. Damn. She say this shit gon' catch up to me. I keep tissue paper. We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table. She say she hate that she love me. And she wish I was average. Shit sometimes I wish the same. And I wish she wasn''t married. Promises I hope I never break '‘em. Met a female dragon had a fire conversation but. Interviews are like confessions. Get the fuck up out my bedroom. Confusing me with questions like. Do you love this shit?. Are you high right now?. Do you ever get nervous?. Are you single?. I heard you fucked your girl is it true?. You getting money?. You think them niggas you with is wit'h you?. (And I say) Hell yeah. Hell yeah hell yeah. Fuckin' right. Fuckin right all right. (And we say) Hell yeah. Hell yeah hell yeah. Fuckin' right. Damn right all right. (And we say) Hell yeah. Hell yeah hell yeah. Fuckin' right. Fuckin' right all right. (And we say) Hell yeah. Hell yeah hell yeah. Fuckin' right. Damn right all right. Aw Yeah