This is a song about "The coup"

He's out there for you, and he drives in a coup.

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

Know you want me to fall

Where the ball meets the wall

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

But i know i see better days

The streetz is aint the safe

There are times when you'll need someone

The bigger the the fun

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

The more battles the better the flows

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face