This is a song about "Our wedding day"

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

We do our hardest cuz we're artists, it's an every day drill

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Until we get everything,the south married to the game just like a wedding ring

Gangstas dying from day to day

I've got so much to say

We teach our future our past

Enforce, i'm elegant and

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

One day she talked to us about our younger childhood

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

The wedding tape makes me travel back

But one day they'd be reppin in our clique

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep