This is a song about "A bondage fetish"

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

I'm a vulture yous a buzzard

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Cus they got a murder fetish and a lion's bite!

You the type to satisfy my fetish

The tables are turned i can't take this

Tryna make the perfect odds like he got a fetish

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

I'm a grade a o g

I’m tryna be low key

Like a baby without a diaper

School cyphersi was too nicer

I'm a pro your a minor,

Run for cover and return fire