This is a song about "Widow"

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Stitches in you. my phocus is to put you threw the window make another widow

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

Two grams in the chamber sure to make a widow weep,

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

The sun gives light cause it is the window

No more struggling like a widow

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

My mind is more poisonous than a black widow

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,