This is a song about "Makeup and nails"

Came from a pail of garbage, hard as nails, trailer parks,

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Ain't no way you breakin' me kid, i'm harder than nails

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I remember the makeup running down your face

Made me fine to go without makeup, and even wear glasses on my face

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

And stop playing hide and seek,