This is a song about "How people think of you"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

You really think people on this website feel you?

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

You other rappers think its about how much paper u stash

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Snakes are just curious of how you taste

Who you think is rootin for you?, how fucking dumb is you

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

You think i'm scared of you, pussy?

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

You write about love and you think you above all of

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

You think this is my reviving, you can try dying, see how you like it

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

How do you think that sounds when they turn on and listen,