This is a song about "Life and being single"

Ever thought that your life was being controlled

After every show, a dream she hold

You're taking life for granted well i'm just being candid

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Then rinse and repeat on every emcee with one single breath

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

And single moms were doing drugs, kids had nothing to eat,

See with a district columbia vision

And if you don't not a single fuck was given

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

And strange to think that i'm single again

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

And i would beat 'em every single minute, week, every night,