This is a song about "Stress over no bitch"

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Bitch you’re jumping over the wrong fence,

Don't beef over no ho

That's why they can't mess up my flow

I'm no stress-reliever, no natural born leader/

And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter

No they're fucking not, bitch/

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Intxicated rebellion gonna bust a bottle over your head bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

If she no, cool, don't be nobody bitch and break your back bending over