This is a song about "Women taking fake maternity leave"

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

I'll fuck you up and put you on maternity leave

So many things i gotta leave behind when taking control,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

All you niggas dead , dead fake

Top ranked, number one my son

Looking at these women

They say that karats help your vision

To race or religion not even women

I think that she knows

Ain't no women at the shows

But if i can't batter the women

See with a district columbia vision

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

So many things i gotta leave behind when taking control,