This is a song about "All those other guys"

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

So time to get trashed, forget all those

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

You guys dont care and all they did was waited

I do the right thing

To all those hard times, hiding

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Than catch your s.t.i.s you caught from lying with all those guys/

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

And pull those other four down you ain't giving up

Now those two other kids are dead... i look at the bride...

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right