This is a song about "Comparing the right woman ro god"

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

You gotta treat a woman right, not sleep with them all

I need a woman whos amazing that can do right

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

White capris on the legs of a woman who’s middle aged

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies

Fuck her like she the woman of my enemies

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Same thing with this music

Im a god on the mic