This is a song about "All eyez on her"

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

Maybe i’ll just call her spock, all i see is her jaw

Have her touchin her toes on the back of the two seater/

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Get ma bitch on her knees, an i tell her suck then//

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

Its all good cuz i was on her wish list

Then go to ur whore..bring her down on all fours..my beefy boner is hungry for meat/

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard

Now it all came back on her, doesn't even look like she's fifty three

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see