This is a song about "She s all that"

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Lookin' somethin' fly when she say she all mine

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Lies floating in my head/ all the lies that she force feed/

Where every recipient, property of the state

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

Scratch my back all of that it get s me crazed

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me