This is a song about "My husband"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

She do it with no hands

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Grab my knife and my gun

Fuck it, i'm done

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

A simple solution tell your husband tell your wife

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

Become my husband nothing can undo how i feel about you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through