This is a song about "Woman hard break ups"

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

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

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

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

But its enticing to see your not with a black woman

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice

Another dead woman,another bad boys

Go through ups and downs,through right and wrong

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Life has its ups and downs but it aint no roller coaster