This is a song about "That aint right"

It’s us, not you, get used to it girl

Wow aint that right now do a twirl

Never had a chance to try

Oh wait that aint right im not a guy

That dont preach me, that aint peachy,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

So many bullets in one nigga that aint right

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

Jungle fever for the night

Ain't that how black's do it, right

That aint no good/ that aint no good/ you aint learned a thing

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

It aint time to shine lights while your dime aint right