This is a song about "A ily"

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Influences are a dime a dozen

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Just a warning not a threat

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

A boy taken for a goon

And her smile lit up the room

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Like a bird without a cage