This is a song about "Deadly women"

What up girl, tell me how you been

But if i can't batter the women

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Your like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon

Whistling a deadly tune

Self made coming soon

Looking at these women

She watchin' that oxygen

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

But if i can't batter the women

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And behide em my mind deadly

Got you listening to music, but beware its deadly

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

You gotta breathe and be at ease