This is a song about "Bullies haters money hoes from a woman s point of view"

I think you and your friends

A woman of such a great strength,

In a serial killers point of view

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

Of a woman with a broken heart.

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Cuz she raised yu from a baby to the point of extent,

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Like a line full of hoes

This is love, nothing else close

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

And like a bloods point of view, i'l have you seeing all red!