This is a song about "Homosexual marriage"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

The marriage of me and the mic is just like magic

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

You fucking do-gooders, too bad you couldn't do good at marriage

Middle east/ an arranged marriage , had not choice but to be/

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

As i light one for ill will

I'm no homosexual,

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Short tempered, at one stage he would abuse his wife so their marriage was in vain

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news