This is a song about "Miranda is a spy"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Is it a curse or blessing

This is just a few bars

And i'm still hurtin over pops

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

She is a love doctor undercover

That's what a public offense is

Ships that sail to distant places

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

Even if i had to mediate or spy,

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high