This is a song about "Wives"

Wives rack with a bottle of jack . this is my air youre breathing, so keep

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and

Try to sleep at night while feeble types in undershirts will beat their wives

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Or that the other guys wives spines were discovered all bloodied

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Shooting down moms and wives

Hop in and let me test drive

It's nas, seven hundred wives, king solomon size

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price