This is a song about "Ask betty crocker can she cook it like this"

You think i should have carried on like this? but lemme ask you this

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

She spends money like it grows on trees/

Rideright back to the movies

This magic, i can cast it

Contributing the real shit

She show me how she do it by herself like she autonomous/

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

I can spit this shit like it was straight from the tongue,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

There is no way you can stop this fire sparking it up like i'm a lighter