This is a song about "You make me better"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

To me and as a banshee you better hear you see

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

And then along came the wrong man for her

Hope you hit me back and i hope you feel better

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

If you think youre better than i am then show me