This is a song about "Villains"

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Club house, i'm demanding passwords so villains can't infiltrate

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

A lucrative man winning instead of lunatic damn villains

That the villains are pulling in

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Wickedly ruling the universe with an iron fist, im twisted, gifted for killin villains

And she ain't have to go and fuck on anybody for a dollar, making good decisions

The hitman's job, slaying villains in the millions, fuck maybe billions,

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

I pillaged your village with pickets/ and ridded you villains and bigots

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Chilling like some villains when they're feeling the beat knocking