This is a song about "Husband on heroine"

I'll beat your ass like a jealous husband.

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

Heavily addicted to heroine had an overdose and his mouth posed out foam

Maybe we shoulda held on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Aight, keep going, on and on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Than your fuckin husband

And bijies like im out and

Your on fire.. your on fire

I pipe in and one night her

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black