This is a song about "Bermuda triangle"

Don't give a fuck imma psycho known in advance

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Me ahead of the curve knowing just what i worth

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

And getting money is the song i sing

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Demanding all you rappers, try to rap circles around me,

Toss it if the cops advance.

She do it with no hands

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Advance your skill, take your rhyme steroid pill,

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Many sides to my story just like an octagon,