Yo! I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake/On my life man, fuck’s sake/If I did, I’d ménage with ’em and let ’em eat my ass like a cupcake/My man full, he just ate, I don’t duck nobody, but tape
The album is moving in giant circles, only slightly rearranged to make room for some corny guest – in this case three. It’s long-winded and in the end turns out to be a sad ass worship song. The beat is as lame as the other slow tempo yawners and tries to make dramatic what is essentially boring.