This is a song about "Hes my everything"

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

Hes the one that got mj hes really a thriller

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

But it's everything to me, it's my credibility

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Everything my people did, i wish that i could take it back,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Fuck everything? i wanna be rich, i guess i've lost my patience,

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

I kill everything including my beats and flow

My girl said fuck off dad hes my man and im about to fuck his wiener,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

My mind recieves everything i hear,

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real