This is a song about "Treat her right"

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

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

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

They just need convincing like malcolm little

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Lucky its such a good treat

To say you're my girl and to treat her like an empress

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Right in her spine so it's no more moving

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

We can't catch the beat

It is a fucking treat,

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

So we argue and play fight, all day and night