This is a song about "A sloppy mess"

Then u started saying ur a mess

They at the same spot they making no progress

Don't mess with me, i'm a wild fire/

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Don't care for stress cause my brains a mess

Spending her time with him i guess

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Like a pest, clean the floor, look its a mess

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Puzzles me how she got so much, and made such a mess/

I'll mess up more than a couple rhymes

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

But you can't trash a mess

Dc has never seen such progress

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Sometimes impressed with what is careless in a big mess