This is a song about "Nicki minaj and iggy azalea"

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

I pop one, you pop one

But nah, he is quite different

And remember what i said and

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Where you welcome to problems

I think you never heard the intense but it aint sexuall it's hate i aint rapping for the money

Get into pop even nicki, minaj with her roman follower/ not me i wanna be a prodigy/

And once i'm dead and gone

But if i'm wrong

Like kendrik, and kanye, lupe, and nicki,

You a lady boss, now you fly free