This is a song about "A way out of a bad life"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

That goes out of his way to get some crack rock or a dope hit

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Much more life ta feind after, but another chapter, a new way of life to

Pulled a lot of doubles along the way

And i be on the block all day

Oh yeah, when i got pregnant, they dived out of the way like a goalie.

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

A life of luxury or a life of crime/

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Only way up out this life is movin a couple bricks