This is a song about "Killing your wife"

When it's trouble, they "blocka" and fuck a life

A simple solution tell your husband tell your wife

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

And your wife in my basement bound to enslavement

Nah, that's just cancer killing off your career

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

As your family dies, and my family rise

They're don't lie, steal, fight, kill or cheat on your wife

I conquer the mic, like your wife i'm on her every night

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Beating on your wife, no longer talking to your dad,

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Your last image is you seeing your wife