This is a song about "Goldie locks and the three witches"

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Got so many witches, the curse pile's running low

I wanna get back in the ninety-three and see

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

No it ain't easy

At the age of fuckin three

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

It's rooted in the money that still locks the nation,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Now momma told me be careful who you love

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches