This is a song about "Hes my everything"

My best friend told me everything

In my drawsring, ring, ring

A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did itthere's no way i can pay you back

I wanna invite carl cuz hes my dad, he always has me feelin the opposite of sad,

My mind recieves everything i hear,

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last