This is a song about "She is a peacokc"

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

And you can bet she is a dime piece,

This whore is adorable thinkin' she queen - i'm a matriarch

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Somethin' the two of us will do is see a girl say damn she

Yo my bitch is a good girl, she makes no mistakes

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Is she happy is she angry or confused

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

She wants to tell her story, but there is a sick twist