This is a song about "Maid"

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

[ding ding] oh hi there maid what have you got for me today? no cake?

What! the antenna is gone! [gasp] rape the maid again in rage

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Log out maid or you will get maimed, have the shame get outta this game

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again