This is a song about "Woman break ups"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

You caught in the web of that woman

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups

A woman of such a great strength,

I think you and your friends

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

But its enticing to see your not with a black woman

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds