This is a song about "Girls and make up"

My rhymes so hot they make you girls titties dangle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Make up and break up but no more repeat

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

I’ve never seen my neighbors

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I make em open up and then the cream goes splatter

Pick the knife up off the counter and make the first slice/

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Rise up and roll ya eyes back girls when it hits ya brain

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

What's uplet's ride on them stupid bitches right now

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king