This is a song about "Ungrateful niggahs"

Wanted another niggahs like a first draft pick

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

You niggahs think you can hurt me then you are cray

Of you and you no its true you fucking niggahs on the low

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Im hurting so bad you niggahs must be blind

I don't want it on my back

Yall niggahs gone get it bad

But its funny i got more money them then niggahs claiming they got bricks

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks