This is a song about "Mrs honor"

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Promoting honor or brawn before his thong is straddled

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

Street honor, please honor let a nigga see the light

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

I went from honor roll to on a roll down hill, the crashing gave me some back pain

Maestronomical the name i wear and bear with honor

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

I abandoned my father, he lost his honor, made me suffer

Lost the plot, your honor rots cause god has sent me

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city