This is a song about "Life and being single"

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

And strange to think that i'm single again

And not giving one single fuck

I know you're mad, but so what

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

Your spouse just up and disappeared, without a single sound.

Then rinse and repeat on every emcee with one single breath

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

After every show, a dream she hold

Ever thought that your life was being controlled

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

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Im your every single sin in life, and every single little vice

Despite my life being' unavailable

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble