This is a song about "Dear maria"

I get scared, she says may i help you dear?

I wish i could live with no fear

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

But there is only one like maria willoughby, my mother.

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

Do you always run away from all of your problems dear?

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Doctor: dear god, please tell me this is part of a skit

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her