This is a song about "Swisha made her fade"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner

I made her my baby mama

My all gold rolly or the

He made her special, the perfect wife, perfect mother.

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Maybe it was the cold, the snow and rain that made her feel pain

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

See girl you are stronger then the strongest drug i ever had

I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

The smoking && injuries made mom's lungs weak && her body hurt

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard