This is a song about "Results"

Sometimes it results in a permant sleep.

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Luxury life, results living bad

Ain't even tryna hold back

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Until they have to go and collect the results

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

So come around the real underground, and expect the results,

I don't even wanna know what kinda results we would get

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Come around the real underground then expect the results,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Here i go again, searching for love

Your resentment just furthers my results/