This is a song about "Ann marie my wife"

I don't wanna die, i miss my wife and my daughter

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

And your wife in my basement bound to enslavement

Or could i be the same one who came from a far away life

I been in the zone like my whole life my new bitch your old wife

My wife is dead, all i have is mona

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

You a trophy wife and its time to collect my winnings

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

If i speak to my wife i speak in the voice of murmur

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I like to use words about my wife.