This is a song about "Crooked lining"

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Shit is crooked on the surface, insecure they're looking at ya,

With phony politicians standing slanting unsteadily crooked

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

The crooked path i follow, i wish upon no soul.

So the devil that drove in her got in control

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

But until then, i gotta do what i doand stay a crooked nigga too

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

This crooked n' possessed world we living in

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin