Self
Maybe this the album you listen to in your car
When you driving home late at night
Really questioning every god, religion, Kanye, bitches
Maybe this is the entrance before you get to the river
A heaven before the heathen no reason for you to like me
Maybe this your wifey just wanting a clean divorce
The baby ain’t really yours, this really for babies teething
And chicken wings under-seasoned
Y’all really thought a bitch couldn’t rap, huh?
Maybe this your answer for that, a crack era
The Reagan administration that niggas are still scared of
Nah actually this is for me
This one for TT at the lake serving the mac and the cheese
This one a small apology for all the calls that I screened