This is a song about "A serie"

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Spit a poem or a diss

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

And the streets is getting colder

Im sayin one night my love is like that

You're a pussy not a cat

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

What a bummer, what a drag

She michael jackson bad

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

On the slow jam of love