This is a song about "Horses and being a cowboy"

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

If you can't follow the context save yourself from being a fool and just go

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

In your case that'd be like four horses.

I can teach you all the sounds of love

It's like being stuck in a maze and i can't get out

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

I'm having a frightening fit and being guided quick with the laws that im abiding with

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,

And how it feels to feel that feeling

I believed in a higher being.

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.