This is a song about "Stove"

Like your mother does all night, late shifts, stove top,

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Jay rock cooks rocks on a fuking stove top.

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Get smacked with a batch of the hot flow from his stove

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

What i'm doin i just blow, my head is a stove top

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

It's so hot when cookin' up the coke rock on stove top,

Third eye stay safe in my stove like beef stew

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

I showed emotion, lighted up the coal, shoved my love in your stove,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close