It was a clear black night, a big first date
Walter G was in the sheets, tryna consummate
His skirt for the eve, but she left in a huff
Rollin on his side, chillin all alone.
He hit the East Side, up to old Club D’s
on a Mission tryna find Mrs. Walter G
Seen a group full of girls, pals from Trinity
All those skirts knew what up with IBD.

