This is a song about "She got me like"

She got angry threat me by knife

Before we see it's hard to live

She got perfect proportions playin em like organs

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

Rihanna's is better, like how she got popular

Puzzles me how she got so much, and made such a mess/

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Changs, give me head, like she bangs

She keep me grounded just like a pillar,

Hey, the mind state of a winner

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

She know i got the force like a j e d i

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Like what the fuck, just her luck though she got murdered by me,