This is a song about "I could beat your hoe"

Woo-hah, got you all in check

I could tell you your perfect

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

I wish i could just be there in your clutch

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

So you can thank your hoe…

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

This is the second verse i could probably beat you writing my rap in reverse,

Nigga, lyrically gifted, second to only religious scriptures

Like the man in the cloud on mario,sorry hoe i just not feeling your sorry flow

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

I will beat your ass in a parking lot

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not