This is a song about "Being an independent girl"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

They are an illuminati puppet, being pulled on their strings,

I was being an ass

Fell asleep in first class

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

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

A ph.d in being dumb, my dream girl. my only one

Fuck being counterfeit

I'm gettin' bitches to strip

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets/

I'm an entity unseen like aliens unknown being causing you dark dreams

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

You thought that i was done with completely being an ass? please

I've got more rhymes off the chain than an independent store,

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war