This is a song about "Quality matters"

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Nothing else matters, fuck all that other crap

She will never get by, no how no way

These matters, splatters his dna,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

But we're protected and that's all that matters

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

But we get by that's all that matters

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

My niggas never block, i think i'm barry sanders

But we're protected and that's all that matters

Many disasters with any bills what matters

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years