This is a song about "I m natalie badass"

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I"m the designated driver

J. cole's her ghost writer

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

He ain't give a fuck about you

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Why you call me back? don't lie

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...