This is a song about "Ella r"

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

But krstar's an r-tard who fought hard and got smoked

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Kill your grandma, piss on her corpse, r. kelly nigga,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

You kids sweet / fuck ur bitch tweets/u dudes r pussy

So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land

But my plan is to show you that i understand

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Take my umbrella-ella and stab-ab a crooked promoter/

Don't regurgitate my sperm

U r the ass who made me learn...