This is a song about "Wife of bath"

Yeah locked out of life, the angry wife , sounds right

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

I can manage on my own, you can still have your perfect life

With constant reminder i'll never have the thrill of my wife

I used to have a nine to five

Sit there with your ho of a wife

Bath salts straight out the catalog

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Wife beaters, it's the end of your cardigans run

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/