This is a song about "Cane"

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember

I put aside my cane and i'm flirting with her

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

People be angry cause them motherfuckers aint us,smoking cane blunts,

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Don't want cane if i'm not gonna dance and sing

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

So his boys can keep on beating niggas to get that sugar cane/

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring