This is a song about "The widow maker"

Misunderstood, respected, so i give it all my effort

Makin anything happen, im the maker.. say word?

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

I got something you've been waiting for

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

That can't take an undertaker, feelin to make me meet my maker