This is a song about "Feminist killjoy"

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

Cause the whoever is the oppressor gets the treasure.

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

And don't get me wrong i ain't no hater.

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Stay chain paper funk a hater he can get it

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

Na you better stop n brace, imma send you to space

I demolish a stage, an stomp my negative fan base cause they got bad taste,

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

I can taste the salt from my tears

No more getting chased by space cadets.

Negative energy who said? there are no solutions.

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since