This is a song about "Why cant he see what is right in front of him"

Then make him a offer he cant refuse

My time with their half-witted reviews

In front of the pastor

I pipe in and one night her

Staircase in front of me,

Wanna see you work your body

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

As she approached the door, her dad was right in front of her,

And who is this motherfucker right in front of me,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Because he is a little bitch who cant take it that im better than him

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

I'm already running in. what exactly is keeping him? do you know what we were in?

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

And see him hugging on someone is what i don't like

So the homie wale can leave the hook right