This is a song about "Fuck your wife"

And your wife in my basement bound to enslavement

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

My all gold rolly or the

Fuck your criteria

When you fuck up there is a reason dont blame your wife

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

When it penetrates like the sharpest knife,now i off your wife,

Sit there with your ho of a wife

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Bitch i am not your friend nor you wife

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince