This is a song about "Deprestion and anexity"

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I thought i recognized her

Social conditioning and

This is something different

This batmobile is real hard to steer

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

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

But we still real brothers

And their mothers and fathers

Come see real niggas on my team

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Fake niggas get dial tones

And nasty remains and bones