This is a song about "Start up"

Two dyke bitches while i'm filmin' them picnic, yum

We gotta stand up and start attacking the system

Try to step up yet regret it when the people start to boo.

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

Chills start at my heels coming up i feels

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

My dreams with her were flushed/i'm about to start giving up i thought she

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Okay, where do i start?

Snitches here don't got no heart

Look up at the sky hope it start rainin money

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

This is my ambition

I start trippin', and start slittin'