This is a song about "Copycat little gitls"

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

But you see my little one,

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

A little on the dissolved side

Ain't that how black's do it, right

You are a little tuna fish

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

And a little less painful

I’m a factor and your facial

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Everytime i think of you, even a little

Then take a little road trip

Fuck it, they shrink to fit