This is a song about "How cute i am"

But how long am i supposed to keep it?

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

A parakeet resembles just how high i am

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

I will beat you red,cos your cute rhymes are killing me

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla