This is a song about "Yall think yall know about me"

This is like riding through the city

None of yall fools is the boss of me

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Hey teens is me your leader miley i know yall starin at the computer,

Hopin' that my niggas see

With ocd yall cant touch me

Yall thinking you control me, are you out of your mind?!

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

I think i need to stop, yall was hurt before second round

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Niggas with these bombs that yall think yall got

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Now yall listening to me flow while your heads rest easy and bob,