This is a song about "Lady of knock"

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

The lady loves her will.

For real, a nigga ill

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Inside my pockets, so try to knock it, defeat's ahead of you

Coppers think it's worthy of lady gaga gettin' dirty with a monster and a mobster

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Lady of rage and rbx, g-funk would say,

And talking shit we gon' party all day

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

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Mama told me it'd be days like this

To knock you out of your senses

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Cut out the light janelle's the electric lady