This is a song about "My woman"

You gotta treat a woman right, not sleep with them all

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

You caught in the web of that woman

An old woman came by, holding a duck in her left hand

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Into half of the woman that she used to be yesterday.

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Of a woman with a broken heart.

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Watching my woman of twenty years wither away,