This is a song about "Girls shifting mikey"

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.

Shifting on and on through the grey.

And it begins to phase him more each day

You wont catch me shifting grams

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Part of me though, is searching for answers

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Powerpuff girls and invader zim

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god