This is a song about "Being a bad female"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

It's an unusual genre for a female paddy/

You reflect in this heart of mine

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

Instead having a bad addiction

We pray while we prey on competition

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

But it was africa the continent we all came from

But thats the life of a human being

And getting money is the song i sing

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

Being a bad man these days is so overrated,