This is a song about "Cheating with raps"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Im filled with integrity, keeping my raps locked in my brain mentally,

Delivering raps with large blast causing internal brain blast,i'm always leaving

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Thinking they’re so macho with their mindless raps,

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

People told me i am cheating

Who writes trash raps not knowin just who he's fuckin with"

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

You cant make a dime with your raps

If i don't make that man there dance