This is a song about "Dear future husband"

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

I'll beat your ass like a jealous husband.

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Because of my mom and her dead beat husband

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

I determine your future.

Just to let you know, you are

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,