This is a song about "Able"

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

When will i be able to rest upon this hill so steep,

Able to do anything, he can adapt,

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

And still be able to stand up straight

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

We might be able to benefit the whole congregation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Cain and able/back to back/ throat to throat/

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

When you're able to make the statement....

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Obsessive compulsive, peculiar, i'm not able

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible