This is a song about "Life and being single"

And raise it, you couldn't lift a single shingle on it!

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Single mothers doing crack and drinkin' to drown their sorrow,

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight

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

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

And every single weapon you have

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

And makes progress every single time the sunsets

Toil and blunder of a young single mother

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

I rap every single crap in life