This is a song about "I don t love him"

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

She's so proud/ now that i don't don the shroud/ as a crown

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Bought a brand new car for my after party

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t