This is a song about "I ll never fold on my girl"

I shit on the script while your hoe on my dick, but i never slip,

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Like i told god ill never give up on my haters/

My money don't fold now

Bitches ain't around one thou

Bitch i never fold when shit got bloody

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

I'll never break or fold, i'll never end up celled behind bars,

He tried get with my girl but that will never happen,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son