This is a song about "Fat lady s"

But now all i scream is how he is such a lady

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

It ain't over till the fat lady sings

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

With the pretty little lady

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Look it something they can't ever see

Oh you're cray baby stands for crazy lady

Trying hard to speak and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

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