This is a song about "Avery who i like"

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

You know i never heard of no one who can tear it up like i do

Im not sure who i am , who do i aspire to be?

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

Regardless of who they are it's there title i kill,with new rappers i'm like

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

Guys who think girls can't rap is what i don't like

Like girls who have never been a bitch, i feel an itch

The only reason that i put up with this bougie ass bitch

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

I be calling who next!? who next!!

It's like a drunk call no matter who i call up

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

But who who am i to writeyou guidelines?