This is a song about "We mis adois"

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

We thought we were one but we was really two/

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

We do what we love cause we love what we do,

But we so poor, we got no door,

She leave her hair on the floor

But you know what

We dated, we broke up

And we must do what we gotta do

I'll tell you baby that we're through

We apart. i feel we never met we never set or come near each other. we can

Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

We need mandela , still we need mandela

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/