This is a song about "Coming home from school and you lose your house"

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Fucking slapstick emcees from your home to bronx

Yet all you do is stay home, beat your dick, and sit

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Lose your sundress and shoes, and lemme lay it on you

I'm gonna lose my mind just from the sound of your name.

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Come home later and find you dead from starvation.

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

You knew where i was coming from and would even add on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton