This is a song about "Female nigger"

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Cuz im the female rapping master

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

*original miguel bridge* -female singer

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Reading books on female anatomy for leisure

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

No clay female rappers in this game

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein blacknothin' but love for you my sister