This is a song about "Republican of motherhood"

Fuck it, im leaving

Feeling, of appealing

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

It's like i'm owner of

I think found where your mind was

Of potential cases

On the slow jam of love

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Thought of, cuz it's sort of...an addiction,

Of being of always getting wired

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Yeah, it's all natural baby