This is a song about "Bbitch im the mother fucking geate"

Im fucking coming, blocking the sun

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Maybe im the fucking queen

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

I'm back with the mother-fucking mic.

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Mother-fucking guarantee ill make a murder scene

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

So we blame this mother fucking society

Do they know that im the fucking mc?

On trial for possession of some chronic

Im all up in they mouths like im the fucking business

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love