This is a song about "A lady with an egg on her head"

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

The child was holding her finger with a smile on his face...

I'm not crazy, i just shot a lady, and lust her baby

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

With the pretty little lady

So while the world goes drake crazy

As i light one for ill will

Gone head an get on my level

Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

Think i just fucked a girl with her tampon on,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Cuz her head runneths over with a whole set of questions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

She's a freak on the low but keeps it lady like don't swallow semen.