This is a song about "Iran contra"

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

See what occurs when his is adverse

Never lookin for a handout

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

I always ask myself do i honestly serve a purpose,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I was charged on suspicion of sabotaging the engine to evade the ex

"make a fool of me" upon uttering a threat in attempt to self defense

And these shape-shifting hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

So you finally got the nerve

Life isn't happiness it's the adverse

Something had led us so astray

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play