This is a song about "I need a boyfriend"

I need a 17 bra manage

So y'all can cope n' touch

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

I need a vacation

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

But the guy didn't really know, (she had a boyfriend), so he didn't have to go

Think i need a new purse

We should fuck each others mothers

I need a 17 car garage

Heard the sound of several gun shots

I dont need a prescription

Well wishes to my opposition

I need a vacation

Or babies they raisin

Think i need a new purse

I still got haters