This is a song about "The bachelor"

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I'll challenge ya, battle ya, single you out like a bachelor

Lady at the frank stand will

Im the one waring the mussel,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

The more battles the better the flows

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger