This is a song about "Fine women"

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Hey how you doing, im doing fine

Due to our appearances, cash, 'n women,

See with a district columbia vision

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

I've turned out almost fine,

Would look at us all the time

On vacation its bahama fine

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

To race or religion not even women

And get on down with this thc vision

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

I wonder why we take from our women

I aint afraid to hit women

They'll have to rename this one