This is a song about "Baddest britches"

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

You're the baddest chick in school there's no if no but nor maybe

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Suspicious babies in britches

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Stabbin' guys minds with young britches thinkin' they too grown

So hold back ya tears

Baddest with deep tactics..

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Till i smash your teeth yeah thats me the baddest mc

I use to front like i was the baddest one,

Cold, my style making my nose run

And since you are the baddest chick i guess i am the navy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free