This is a song about "Being raised with nothing"

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

And maybe you'll realize we're nothing to fuck with,

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Some day i'm going to be kick it with queen elizabeth being filthy rich.

I was raised to bump the illest shit, not a gangstewr but im certified hang with killers bitch

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Try being what someone wants you to be, messes with your psychiatry/

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Kris humphries ain't nothing to fuck with

I was raised in hell don't expect me to act like an angel with a halo ring/

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

He's being cornered, with little ammo in store

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

I need your admiration for infinity