This is a song about "Maybe"

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

From stars maybe even mars

My lady, my baby

I was just thinkin’ maybe

And i pray that never change

Maybe too shy for the stage/

Or maybe it’s cause i ain’t black, maybe it’s because of that

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Maybe from my ass maybe from my third nipple,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Maybe it your work, maybe your lack of worth

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

I'm rewriting my lines maybe

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy