This is a song about "Bad singer who thinks she is goo"

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Cause she is the real one who really cleared up my mind

Fuck this vigilante who thinks he's truly dissin' randy?

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Okay everybody who thinks i got nill

It's a battlejust for tha big money

She is the only one who was truly with me

I was born to do the damn thing

She thinks this guy isn't a something

Dispose of any foe who thinks their flow is just as dope as mine

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine