This is a song about "I wana beat u"

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

One two three everybody wana be

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

These are questions i wana ask when your listening

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Yo i ain't gonna dies u or else i'll miss u

You aint shady spiritually literally or lyrically, your a shit stain not metaphorically now leave,

I am not a person i represent an idea that you can be whoever the fuck you wana be civil liberties

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

When i see u ma hart go bom bom like a beat

Lamma and we beat them without fight , am warning u its

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

It's a battlejust for tha big money

I wana know how much u really love me

So ima lose bitch? my punchlines will beat u till ur black n bruised

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute