This is a song about "Treat her right"

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

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

I brought her back ,right to my apartment, she was coming apart man!

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

As she approached the door, her dad was right in front of her,

Parents treat me like a baby

I was wondering maybe

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

Nobody to treat her take her on a holiday

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Nobody to tell her what's wrong and what is right

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

It is a fucking treat,

Nightmare on any street