This is a song about "Got that 40"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

A man around 40, he answers the door,

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Got that cross on my forehead,

It's been nothing but pain

I got that goodman game

40 bullets straight at ya wind pipe

That's how we make it right

Its maybe that , that got her on me

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

But i don’t mean top 40 hits