This is a song about "Special lady"

It ain't over till the fat lady sings

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

For sure, you were made special at birth.

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

As i light one for ill will

Im a special vessel

Boy get off your so called little lady,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

But mama, why am i so special?

Ha, running rebel on another level

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Oh you're cray baby stands for crazy lady

Bitch i'm delivering newspapers-special delivery,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see