This is a song about "Smacked her up"

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!

Her pimp, walked up to her with his signature limp

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Tears runnin' down her face and her make up

And her soul flew down not up,

I thought it'd get better but

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Grabbed her by the back, laid her down startled, that ass i smacked

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Convinced that her day won't be ...messed up