This is a song about "Ua chink"

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Just to show him he aint g, he aint slinging the crack

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

So hit play shut up, and peep this

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Shots leak, i sweep you up and mop the floor like a janitor.

Let's get some ink try not to wink

And i'm just being honest

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

Okra and chitlins at my restaurants, i own all the chains,

Blowing smoke my nigga it's looking like a chimney

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

You're in another crack house drinking,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring