This is a song about "She on games"

Cause this album pack enough evil

She was dead on arrival

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

She hops straight on my dick like she needs filling,

Cause there'll never be peace

She says peej stop puffin on trees!

But keep them cigarettes away

Ibut she better wait on my pay day

I fell on my hands, and she fell on her knees

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Now she return the favor, she sucking on my dick

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

She prayed on me passing that bar

You get close but no cigar