This is a song about "Hearting my fealings"

Watch how quickly they find a new leader

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

The concept is so absurd

My shirt, purple label my shirt

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.