This a love letter to my neighbor jan
Jan i be seeing you
In the morning time with those thighs
Like god damn (good morning joey)
How u doin
You know
On the way to work
Tryna get this cash
But you was steady staring
With yo big ol fat ass
Whoa
Not tryna sexualize you
But you was tryna come to my crib
At like one or two
In the
Morning i was snoring
You was knocking
Like is JoJo up
You tryna f*ck
Now you know you wrong