This is a song about "Lady s"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

This crazy lady, call her my baby

Light skinned women, all sex everything

This battles not over till the fat lady sing

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I want a woman not a lady

So while the world goes drake crazy

The lady loves her will.

For real, a nigga ill

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Get high on the white lady