This is a song about "Spoiled"

And word i blew off herb i grew

Unlike spoiled brats and their manicured crew,

I was never spoiled but always taken for granted

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

I'm spoiled by the king. i wanna do it my way

Whats the reason man, bad apples spoiled this mango plant

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

And the court room may preside i'm gonna win sorry if i spoiled

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

We can talk things over a little a while

I'm as sick as spoiled milk though my flow'll never expire

That’s for my little brother, sister, cousin and my auntie

While i use her mouth for a potty,she spoiled like a snotty,