This is a song about "Treat her right"

I looked her right in the eye and asked her just what she thought of me

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

She was complaining about how you didn't fuck her right

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Don't weep, kickback and consider it a treat.

Just hold on tight, because im always gon treat you right.

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

I keep my money neat

It is a fucking treat,

You gotta treat a woman right, not sleep with them all

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

When she was young nobody treated her right

If your head right, i’ll be there every night