This is a song about "Different types of girls"

He informs rappad all about the different dangers of the world

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Some of you rappers need to get a different occupation

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

We're all different, some of us take shit for it/

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

But it’s hard when they listens to fake types of shit,

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Of real-life material of a different time period

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

So bare with me im many types of cray.

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin

Different kinds of people in this world, some are kind/

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind