This is a song about "Tris prior"

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Has never failed her prior to the worst of occurrence

Prior to his entire career being retired

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Burn rubber, trail of fire prior to gas and a lighter,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

That's the framework of rap- all the desire prior? drained for this victory.

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Prior to being a master liar, i was getting higher/

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

The irony, prior to the hurdles we leap,