This is a song about "People who billy me"

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

But, you realize people who for against

 but that would make me who,

All i want is you

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Of people who will chop me up like slaughterhouses

Gonna cut people who spit bullshit.

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

All these people who were trying to make me believe there were no bright times in sight

Ill be wit the people who sparked me, when the wind was blowin hardest

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Hungry is what i titled to people who feed me with knowledge

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

People who were mean to me, my slave, in chains, admitting they were clowns