This is a song about "Cold hatred women"

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

To race or religion not even women

I aint afraid to hit women

Just to match the grind with precision

With plenty of money and women

See, i'm second to no one

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Dont you dare gimme the hatred look in your eye

I am not the only one

Looking at these women

Ross and folarin, couple women

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

But if i can't batter the women

Can’t you see just how long my run

But you can call me hatred, or devastation

My talent should take me places i've never been