This is a song about "Yaqui fighting piddy and ripping her clothes off"

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Takin off their clothes though, take it at face value

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Think they tight, with their fancy clothes and fighting words

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

Just so i can get a better one and show her off

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

That still threatens us, eagle with it's claws, gripping, ripping all the flesh off us.