Like what Boy like what are you talking about Saying all that nonsense I see your tryna gain clout Talk to me about life and what matters Not you over here trying one of them rappers Baby to me this shit is poetry Do you hear my floetry Go ahead in look that word up in the dictionary Not going anywhere your rap career temporary Talking about Guns, drugs, and bitches Haaa call me a bitch, and watch you get stitches I might be blonde and white, but my mouth has never been polite Not trying to be something that I’m not, but baby these words I speak will hit you like shot Just be real, if you ain’t making money Don’t rap about it, like to me that’s funny How you rapping about things you don’t have haha, shhh your gunna make these girls laugh Just be real and I’d respect you, I’m trying to help you out boo I’m just tryna be your homie, I mean you could also come over here and blow me hahaha