This is a song about "Charlotte rogers"

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Keep spitting like that, then you will be a charlotte bobcat

They say will rogers never met a man he didn't like, obviously he never met you.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

And i need you to show me love

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm trying to go psychological with the rogers to shoot ya inside ya nose

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute