This is a song about "Tristynbrooks with your golden suit and orange hair thinking your safe up there"

I'll straight drop your ass, here comes "clockwork orange",

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Just clippin' your hair and screenin' all air. oh hell yeah,that's crazy.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

Hopefully you luck up with your asking whos who and whats what

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

And yet you walk with your chin up and no frown

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

Your safe house ain't fucking safe now

Will somebody please show me how

Kick your shoes off, let your hair down

Then get out your seat and jump around

I know what your thinking

Get off a key like i can’t sing