This is a song about "Herbert the pervet"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

They be like damn

Still the man with the pan

From the gutter to the roof

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Down the street to the car,

That gal want me ride har

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Black fours red drop head doors

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

The more battles the better the flows

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case