This is a song about "Lady bugs"

I'm gon remember her, but still

The lady loves her will.

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

I want a woman not a lady

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

This crazy lady, call her my baby

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

This battles not over till the fat lady sing

I once fucked a #woman and that lady was a #wonder.

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

You got a big head them im a take it off your style bugs me disgusts me

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy