This is a song about "Models and freaks"

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

No role models, just whole bottles, and you could never know it,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

That happiness isn't buried on tv screen with pretty models

Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front