This is a song about "Dont call me no more"

Dont let me tell people more about what youre not.

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Dont fuck with me nigga im much more appealing

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

So dont call me karen,

And i am one of one

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Would u still call me yours if i had no money?

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

No more fucking with the psyche, and what's inside me.

So me and my momma can be happy no more abortions

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

And you ain't gotta go to war