This is a song about "Our relation"

I have mastered the relation

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Our love was still there but our minds were lost

Your our provider

You know...you know who you are

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

When you ask for our help it will be our payback

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

God and i are on shaky fucking relation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

We teach our future our past

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation