This is a song about "Me and he"

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Because he killed the old me and put the holy spirit in that night.

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

And though the present seemed unpleasant he asked to tell it for me

Bitch, i was born to ball

He helps me up and i stand tall

And though the present seemed unpleasant he asked to tell it for me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

And as i kneel theyre and ask him why he made me so odd

He threatened me, abused me, and then told a different story

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And then there's only one other homie, but he has a hard time believing me.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Won't shave his beard again and he pretends he doesn't hear me

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money