This is a song about "Aunt jamima"

I had to stop the perfect girl in her act so my aunt wouldn't see the scene that's obscene

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

If word gets out, i'll never see my aunt again

The situation was vague, but it was so that my aunt has done her business and came

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

And where's aunt? her life got squished like an ant.

Black vultures, rats roaches, sleep now, the laughs over

Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!

If a nigga didn't fake like them

I get more from banks than aunt vivian