This is a song about "Tight up skirt"

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Insomnia controls me, holds me real tight,

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

And so i’m rhyming tight, trying to blow this up like dynamite,

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

As soon as his favorite student is found in mini skirt

Flows tight as 'tifah's blood stream

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

But there’s no limelight even though i keep rhyming tight,

Skirt the edges liars built

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

Just to stay in your arms, as you hold me tight.

I heard that statistic i almost cried