This is a song about "A grumpy kinda princess"

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

My raps are like a curveball and i got you kinda guessin'

I stop for a second, bitches yellin proceed, i kinda underfed the crowd,

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

You're just a rhyming dyke, this is kinda like

Third ward general, young cash money

My ass got sulky n' grumpy

Small town, kinda place a came from

I don't care what it did to them

I’m a kamikaze and i’m a kinda cuckoo

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

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

You niggas goofies, it's a conflict that is kinda crucial