This is a song about "Experience"

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

When he's done call a nurse, cause you've experience the girth

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I learn from experience and it taught me well

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

Gain experience the oppression of one

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Except this experience ain't gainful, more like plain painful

By study, instruction, or experience

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

A shelter from hector with experience from vector then i got bored