This is a song about "Pimping a butterfly"

A butterfly in a bee's hive; was never meant to be.

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Revelations say you either fry or fly

But i saw a fucking butterfly

A legend have to bow, africa

A store that dosen't get a

Your a show without a channel

Be the ocean, where i unravel

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

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

Broken promises, a butterfly wounded in flight/

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried