This is a song about "Between"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Between us, i think there's something special

And now it's clear as this promise

No one comes between us

War between poorness and richness

On the slow jam of love

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Of whats between those hips

There's a strong correlation between obligation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between