This is a song about "The real woman"

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Fuck her like she the woman of my enemies

Cuz you were the only woman i truly adored,

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

If you're not really here

To knock the hustle for real

Noticed that out of all the woman i trusted you were the weakest

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I kill for the real it,

Well, i can handle that

She’s a star if i ever seen one

You caught in the web of that woman

The woman was alerted when i asked where her offsprings at

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

You'll need a miracle pill to be the next biggie, for real,

Let us prayheavenly father, hear a nigga down here