This is a song about "Womanizer"

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

Cant hold a candle to my infinate fuckin darkness actin like a narcissist and for the last

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

I am the poetic narcissist

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

But you cant catch us homie we flipping speed bon bons

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I used to be a loner that never saw the reality

You put on a fake persona, without that you'd be a loner

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for