This is a song about "You and me marry me"

Give me a reasoning to believe that baby you and me,

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

You can fight me and tear me down, but my legacy remains,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

And it makes me sick to think that you could blame me

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

And you can call me whatever

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

This nation's peace sent here to run you

You can't stop me and you won't do,

You hold me in and won't let me breathe

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

And if you don't believe me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city