This is a song about "Make her mine"

Make her scream my name, thats the g spot

Fuck that job been around that block

So strong, was her will to make her home in his arms,

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Gonna bone that widow and make that widow mine

Don't want to anger her, or make her irked

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

But i’m proud to call her mine

Save some, save none at the same time

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

Missing her beautiful lips touching mine, making her pur

And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

I cant seem to make her mine

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime