This is a song about "Rhimes rapped for me"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

That's pride that rap you just rapped now take that pride put it in the box,

Check please, a feast for me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Drink sacacha for me, pour me a glass,

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

He was never there for me

You see now that nigga lonely

Your now another inspiration for me

Of everything to come for me

She going to borrow some money

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Online video is right for me