This is a song about "Him her"

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Handed him her money, – sniffed -, and now she was fly

Tears in her eyes made him realise

Hop in and let me test drive

Her death had them moping around, it was just him and his brother

I need to be the center piece of my entire culture

Well that's just fine with him

Oh, you look like my next victim

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Kill him, commit suicide, than kill him again.

And chickie's never loved him

Lies, tangled with fiction

This boa, what's your motivation

They pick on him and step on him

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

After she got her ass slapped now she fuckin' hates him