This is a song about "Cousin getting married"

Because i married a foreigner,

I pipe in and one night her

Turn you to hermit with your right or left hand you are married

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Came from fucking nothing, smoking l's with my cousin

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

You used to be my cousin now your a fuckin bum

All of your friends are happily married and here its just you.

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I lost my cousin to a gun he left his baby girl

I am not, let's consider me a little pecan

I'm married to the game, to the maximum, nissan,