This is a song about "Dry your s tear"

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

I'll come right back with a divebomb and tear your career apart

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Must be something you want me to see

Il tear your heart out cause aint no one gon pop me,

But please don't cry, dry your eyes, that's misdirected,

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Your career are over like mary j bilge in rock of a-g-e-s

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

Hope all over again, we can start

Jump on your beats and just tear them apart

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

I'm sick enough to steal your cat, tear out all his hair,