This is a song about "What side"

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

The devil lou, is on my side,

Hung by your intestines, swinging from side to side,

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Place a bullet right up in his side

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

So dont be scared, im by your side

What, is it served fresh with fries and a coke on the side?

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Because god's on my side

And if i want to go outside

And she stays by my side