This is a song about "What i never had"

And i never had to shove ya

Is written in our souls, africa

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

And, i gets busy like i never had a 3 way

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

But shes lucky i never had the guts to say the truth

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Sometimes i wish that you and i had never met but the

I never had a doubt

The sun's always out

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Will i cherish the memories what we had?

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Still i'm treating women right, i never had to watch oprah much

Yeah i know, but i never had no problem with alcohol

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car