This is a song about "The reeve"

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

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

You're the servant, i'm the master.

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

The paper to the pen.

Then lost her faith again

And losin all his money

To the rigors of the industry

She all that i can handle

Your the boat without the paddle

In the face of the outside.

And you're approaching me right

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

I'm the operator, the administrator.

Like they not gon' stare

The trigger or the chair