This is a song about "I will show you up"

Like comedian you got no wit, not in the least i will show my fist, your new feast,

Like a south paw you get letand every breath i breathe untill the moment i'm deceased

I will catch up, you seen what i can do

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Then its gets easy all you gotta do is show up.

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Just gimme a chance, i will show the world, you'll see

Preaching to the choir though

I know you run your own show

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

I show you i'm rare, diamond like, and i'll blow you up like dynamite

Why we gotta argue

And show you that i love you