This is a song about "Lady galah"

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

Do you think i'm crazy

Get high on the white lady

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

I just gets it in first lady queen pin

This battles not over till the fat lady sing

You need to go to, like, vienna or something

So pass the baby oil

I'm after lady boyle

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'm not crazy, i just shot a lady, and lust her baby

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

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

But whos that lady im with? look again, thats your mom bitch