You succeeded at your attempts to make me Need you desperately to vindicate me

I just had a epiphany, I need to go to Tiffany's

All these screams All these voices in my head

I don't want a wig that looks like a wig; I want one that could pass for a weave.

I hear them mumblin, I hear the cacklin I got em scared, shook, panickin

My ice is so cold, it should come on a cone.

This one is for the boys in the polos Entrepreneur niggas & the moguls