This is a song about "Mean lady"

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Brotha lynch may be mean

I'm not crazy, i just shot a lady, and lust her baby

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

I gota lady but these bitches want a kiss

But now all i scream is how he is such a lady

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Boy get off your so called little lady,

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

It ain't over till the fat lady sings

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

I'm activated by the moves your making

This battles not over till the fat lady sing