This is a song about "The one that got away"

That lambo you got , i hope one day you crash,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Except that i got one along with the shotgun rounds around my belt

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Rippin away the claws that are hidden in the clause

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Hopin' that my niggas see

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

Just to match the grind with precision

Run away get away ye's got a gun

I got a head gun for my own sun the one that is done

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

She do everything i say

And shots at the niggas that got away

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

I got tired of her letting him get away with the beatings