This is a song about "Other"

All we need is convienient love

They look to other money sources

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Her brain is different from pills to other

I'm in my other car

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

There's other ways, there's other things to talk about,

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out

'bout to get my other car

Young money, d-town's all star

You should trust no other

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

So we'll just suffer

Love you like no other