This is a song about "Period blood cootchie"

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Yo girl wanna do me, even on her period.

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

I'm in another time zone or even a different period

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

This game's a #period i'mma #faze through it, the truth is

June to september was the period of the flood

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Like a genetic mutation messing up your period,

Then in 6th period, everyday i would always ask him about her

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thinglove don’t come sooner or later

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I rap to myself in my head waiting for second period to arrive