This is a song about "Status"

Im getting ready to fuck up the industrys status quo

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

The poor stay poor, only the rich get status

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Need to recognize my status, i'm the baddest, that is certain

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Go to school, practice conforming to become cool, to increase my status.

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

I explode up like supernovas status of jehovah

I'm on that first place status, never second or below third

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging