This is a song about "Your be"

That's boa, see that's my set

Ill be beside your death bed

Didn't tickle your funny bone? well, your bones will be shown

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

To take all those wrongs and make them right

The width of your hips is way thicker than your waist be

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

And you'll be done for, but your body will be still warm

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Or you'll drive me crazy

You behind your back you'll be

I could be dead and buried, i'd still be above your level,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will