This is a song about "Pie die belief grief achieve believe field yield flies fries niece greec"

They would beat me beyond belief.

I'm why baby mommas leave

No im strong enough screaming i wanna die from belief

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

And dont forget the fries

Started off on thin ice

Let the grief itself die.

Yeah, since i was a knee high

New comers are coming harder than you can even believe and smarter than belief in its own noun

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

I been out in the cotton field

Is a growing seduction to achieve worst rejections

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Im sizzlin like french fries

Inferior, but i'm nice