This is a song about "Getting married"

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

And scared he married o'hare the moment illinois put him in lock

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

And you know, if i could, i get married to rap

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Until we get everything,the south married to the game just like a wedding ring

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

'cause we're getting paid, and they're getting pissed!