This is a song about "Meeting someon"

You where destined to lose on your way out of your mothers womb

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

Then you deny ever meeting to greet or acquiring these

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Meeting me for them just has gotta be so awesome,

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Never meeting his true love, having kids,

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Balls deep in this evil device, meeting his sweet demise

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Let me put my funk on this one time

Like people meeting people online,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Kill you in the cypher,death in the first meeting