This is a song about "Vaginas and grr"

And a fridge and some broccoli

Fuck fame, fuck money

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And i ain't frontin for her

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Tats out and my hair long

And once i'm dead and gone

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned