This is a song about "Being the badest bitch"

They all need attention, they call me a g though

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

Just the fact of being there

Day and night are my 'posites rare

It's slight blemishes and life system

The wall being the victim

Now you speaking my language

I'm the prophecy ,your the bitch

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

These haters hope i hurry up and die

And i ended up being the bad guy,

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Being the best is something you can’t be

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

It came so close to being the end