This is a song about "Wheres the key"

My lady, my baby

Take the brick road for the blue key

All on the furniture with no regards

Put the key in, then the ignition starts

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Wheres the part where i sing

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Shows over, wheres the curtain

Running out of patience, but being patients the key

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

So give me the key to your innocence

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Now fuck what ya sayy - dawg wheres the ladies

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans