This is a song about "Single mom"

My mom gave me two selections

Cause we been off them slave ships

#1 (#single #syllables)

Or closed casket for our troubles

Write rhymes without a single doubt

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

I win every single fight ma raps are fit , people like every single word i spit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

There's not a single imperfection.

What up girl, tell me how you been

And not a single day goes by

Thuggin' till the day i die

I’ll be there every single night

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

Im your every single sin in life, and every single little vice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies