This is a song about "Cade riddle"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Hand press to ma chest,i prayed for riddle,cuz' we can't lose out. baby,we can't lose either.

But im hard to figure out like a fuckin riddle

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Anyone anywhere may think this a riddle,

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Cause my artillery shit will, have em stumped like a riddle

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Torrential rains of syllable bane riddle ur brain n' whittles it//

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

Criminal mind, subliminal syllables riddle your mind

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

If they sweet like a skittle, every little single bit will riddle

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

To pop it and work out life's riddle, man