He said I'm good enough, go play my dada dada, think about shit that I shoulda know So I told him it's one of me, he making fun of me His girl is a pun of me, that that boy is a cap, saying he home but I know where he at Like, but he blowing her back, think about me cause you know I ask that damn And if it weren't a band, Colleen just won't let you send me your pen. Thank you much.