This is a song about "Extra cridet"

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

A pile extra pressure as a test of measure

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Cheerfully i say lord take my wife to heaven, thank you for the extra hour

I'm doubling on my verses just to give an extra burn.

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Fuck the multies and extra syllables, cause i got my own flow

Ok just listen up a little

Extra salt on the frizzle

So retarded you forgot your extra fuckin' chromosome

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Grab and extra clip for the extra bitch who was meddling,