This is a song about "Our"

Or something that you paid for

Your our provider

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

The unconditional love that we share for our families and our mothers

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Celebrated , there we put our

The ice ain't really nothing to her

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Who crawls deep inside our mind, takes our faults and takes our triumphs

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

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

Covering our behinds.

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

She should have invited her

Your our provider