This is a song about "Being another nicki minaj"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Another human being laying cold on the slaughter plate

And while i’m in your mother

And the blame somehow or another,

Trip, and then you never snitch

Murdering another bitch

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Yea you see i'm rappin' on a nicki beat

Look another day another fucking dollar

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I don’t care where ya are

Say one thing and do another

You act like one another

We fuckin' it up this summer

Like kendrik, and kanye, lupe, and nicki,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three