This is a song about "Above"

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

With the other girl you kept above,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Turned to be wheat mystics left above

Is all of the above

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Better yet they work my every nerve

Hovering above us like monsters

From above is my leader

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

But thanks to the heaven above,

She can make a pimp fall in love

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Way above there level