This is a song about "Lady galah"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

But now all i scream is how he is such a lady

So search hard till you find your lady,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

I gota lady but these bitches want a kiss

Cut out the light janelle's the electric lady

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

I want a woman not a lady

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

As im with the baby mama makin your lady happy