This is a song about "A better me"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

To me and as a banshee you better hear you see

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper

But trust me that makes the joy better

Better hope for a rain check

If your man want to bet

It was just another party

It gets better trust me

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

Give me a smoke so i enjoy the view even better.

Made me a better person

I don't care what it did to them

A twenty somethin cup

Better then me running up