This is a song about "Elvin having an abortion"

Always thought having you there was comforting

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Situated in my chair having evidence presented,

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Or just stop having fun

Hold on you can see my vision

I'm in traffic, distracted by the chat that i'm having

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Having some prosperity

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

But instead you argue about legalizing abortion

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him

My horsemen gave mother nature an abortion

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Make em blink like having an epileptic seizure