This is a song about "Better together"

You two were meant to be together

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I said we came way too far together

Im compacted together like suction cups

We vegetables, on them record labels

Like, no bitch we didn't sleep together,

Or something that you paid for

Can't keep it together

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

When the two of us are together

Any endeavor only brings us closer together.

An understatement said that k. lamar was under pressure