This is a song about "Baby give me more of you"

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

God give me one sentence more

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

Give me a reasoning to believe that baby you and me,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

No ho, acquainted with the floor

You could give a fuck more

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Give me the key, i’ll try and take it baby

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Cause i see bout ten more of you but sorry there's no more of me

Should of told me more about what you were going through

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

32 lines of bitching is what you give me. crap,