This is a song about "Staraight outta milano"

To take all those wrongs and make them right

While he may be outta sight

I need you outta sight,

But i gotta make sure i’m right

I'm outta here, fuck all of y'all

Bitch, i was born to ball

I'm everything that they call nice

Illness, spillin up outta my arteries

That outta get you horny

Hopin' that my niggas see

I just wanna keep it real

Move your shit outta here

Amen, they say you only live once

With stubs coming outta their shrubs

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop