This is a song about "Hostess"

Lets creep, lets greet whilst debts wean into depths of seas,

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Someone immediately rose their hand to offer to take me on a tour

Nigga bye this is my closure, still the king and forever will be, that im so sure.

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Then you deny ever meeting to greet or acquiring these

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I just gets it in first lady queen pin

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

My lady doesnt like it when i hang with other bitchs

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

I'm after lady boyle