This is a song about "Ill always be here for her"

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Nows not for her to be shamed,

They all say the same thing, they’ll always be there for me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

As she choked, it wasn't nothing for her to be smoked

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

She'll always be missed, her and her smilish charm

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

And i didn't realize that god was sending her down here for me.

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy