Joy Of Masterbation

Commas on commas, they don't want no drama I'm fighting this trauma, I'm bright as Obama

They told me the ticket, I told her no problem She saw how I kick it, ain't making no promise

She put on that Fenty and hopped in a Honda The man in my city ain't tryna be modest

She met me out back with that shit from her mama I'm tryna relax, but she tryna get fond of she

Say she don't mean to act like a groupie Patience is a virtue, she ain't using