This is a song about "In fabolous"

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

So rest in peace in my hand

And i ain't trying to land

In my cabriolet

No one knows what to say

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

Just to come and shoot ya, like when fabolous made ray j mad

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

To just come and shoot ya like when fabolous made ray j mad