This is a song about "Being a pimp"

I believed in a higher being.

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

I'm more like a symbo, but i ain't needta pimp hoes/

Im being a bit over dramatic?

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

The latter being a constant misconception,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

But thats the life of a human being

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Or was i just a desolate being

And my only fear's a wedding ring