This is a song about "To pretty to be your sidchick"

I try to sound dope, but my rhymes are pretty sickly

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

So pretty please, with sugar on top, tell me how to say it,

Imma have to end this damn battle pretty fucking fast,

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

That's probably pretty difficult to comprehend

One parent above, the other live scared

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

If you do your surly to be attacked

I got to be your baby

You a lady boss, now you fly free

They may be real to your face

And i just love your flashy ways