This is a song about "The taming of the shrew"

To the voice of the oblivion,

So now she picks up the gun

The replacement of the word "mother"

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Thinkin of the the dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

Return of the king of flow

In the face of the outside.

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

The name of the game is

2 chains, i got 2 bitches

To the rigors of the industry

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet