This is a song about "Cover"

Time won't cover the wounds neither will jesus.

That scary love, never get married love

Nothing but the cover-up, insecure inequalities

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

Not a single verse she can't cover

Smothered in the wonder of how she'll cover

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

On cocaine to try and cover up her pain

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

You wannabe's really need to get under cover/

Try to make another recording the cover was playboy mansion.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin