This is a song about "Too right for eachother"

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Life is too short to decide what's wrong and what's right

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

A story too familiar for too many brooklyn residents

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Too good for them haters

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Too impressed with myself for godsake im clapping

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

Lights out for fights, do it right

At your best you might

Too good for alligators

He lying i’m on papers

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

My talents for far too long