This is a song about "Perhaps"

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Of course and then again, perhaps

Perhaps so, so love all your foes, we're family you know

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Spread by mosquitoes perhaps spread by a needle

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Or perhaps samantha, cause last time she pissed me off i turned into the grim reaper,

Perhaps i'm a writer like him, but ben with no kim or kin

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Must be something you want me to see

Or maybe, perhaps, possibly

Gravity is the weakest of all forces, perhaps you didn't pass high school,

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

Here nigga on the road

Perhaps it goes right down ya throat,