This is a song about "A rollercoaster"

And there's little to be glad for

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Take a kitkat take a break,

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Its gonna be a a test

It's a yes or a no

Bad bitches get low

A bunch a singers and sinners

When they twist and talk with they fingers

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

Your a horse without a saddle

She caught up in my love triangle

And she stripping, go to college

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch