This is a song about "Iffy azalea"

Do this shit blowin up like a nuclear war plant

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

You ugly fuck,forget beyonce,target duck daisy

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Look, what it look like

In the face of the outside.

She is far bizarre

// [you're a... rock star]