This is a song about "Bitch you cute but some times you can be lil boo wiff yhur self on da ice"

Ha but you can tell this motherfucker to prepare some

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

I remember calling you my boo/

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

You irish cocky bitch you're on my-ish level but you rebel

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

Hope u get your self into some serious fender so you won't

I was twelve when the gunned you

Cause you my one and only boo

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And a kiss from you on the lips my boo would get my vision hazy

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Get you fixed up quick, i know life can be a bitch but murder is not the solution/

But not anymore bitch you fuckers can eat it!

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit