This is a song about "I m the newest addition no bobby brown we maken a turn around"

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out

I can't slow down, i can't stop now, i can't turn around

I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

And the world around me's a different /place no morals disgrace/*

Enter first perv. swerve around the curves, turn,

So in layman’s terms my words burn

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

The start of where we turn our lives around, hard.

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Choose a side, all the newest guys who arrived

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race