This is a song about "Our wedding dy"

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

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

Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Wedding presents got my best man at the best buy

And tell me why would we just think about

Just like wedding vows, i promise to wipe you out

I see our lives faded, as we search for our david/

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

We teach our future our past

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Your our provider

I ain't talkative neither

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

So for now on you call me "big dad-dy"