This is a song about "Mmm challenge"

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Mother fucker, you dare challenge me?

Watch me rise to the challenge and watch you disintegrate

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Unbalanced- a challenge that can manage to mangle the axis of planets

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Why i dont have is challenge

So y'all can cope n' touch

Nowadays if you challenge race and class, that's racist,

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

I couldn't believe it. a goal that gave me a challenge.

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

If my goals are odd i take as a challenge

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message