This is a song about "You dickhead"

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,

Slumdog far apart any sub par

When you know that you are

Girl you know i want you

And all the shit you went through

See you, touch you, hear you

It's really not an issue

You take what you don't need.

The revolution will proceed

Cause my mother let me do what i want

You thought what you thought, you walked and you talked

You act like you go hard

Snitches here don't got no heart