This is a song about "Heba my princess"

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

So, shake ya plats, shake your dreads

My streaks my testament.

She forget about her husband

Forget about the consequences, i really just needed to see my princess

If you think you're blessed you're as helpless as damsels in distress

Top 10 in my category

These my rhymes and my story

You is not hip then i can not coach her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

And everybody's having sex

I treated you like a princess

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,