This is a song about "Pimping a butterfly"

I wonder why, i sit and cry

But i saw a fucking butterfly

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Pimping behind the palisade my fortress is a palace

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

Huh, i can't interpret her

Like a baby without a diaper

The lovely teedra moses

Spit a poem or a diss

Cause i fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her