This is a song about "The way she moves her body"

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

She wishes she could be the referee of her story,

That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

She leave her hair in the sink

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

Its ironic the way we broke up she sucked a niggah the hard way

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

The body she bestrode on the ride tracks he overrode

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

The smoking && injuries made mom's lungs weak && her body hurt

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Her face like she just got maze, she screaming at a lifeless body wake

And the only peace my body can sustain, the tears i cannot refrain, her face seated

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit