This is a song about "Princess santana"

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

The way ill treat ya, youll feel like a princess,

On toys for my baby princess

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Cuz you aint slippin by, names princess but bio says that he's a guy

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Charlie tango, ready for whatever

I killed princess laegih then i raped her

The bandana santana tied

Reach for the door, get your access denied

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

Forget about the consequences, i really just needed to see my princess

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Recieving what i deserved like santana moss

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

You said i was your little princess