This is a song about "He cheated"

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Then you must've cheated, your raps are shit, not even completed, now your

But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

Some attention from this bitch, who just lied and soberly cheated

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

But the plan is to show you that i understand

He smoked, she drank, he stoned, she ratchet, he clank.

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

But yo cheated on me

Dc, man over money

Would u hate me if cheated

She got that good good