Who's this damsel that you wanna save?
Hopeless in her tower
Steady planning out her wedding day
No other way I tell you, bae
The pussy run the world
Manipulate the masses
Keep 'em choking on my pearls
Throwing out these darts at my vision
Pouring salt on my incision
Thinks it’s his men
'Cause his friends agree
This bitch got to be kidding
And they skulk and scoff
I smirk it off
Overtime precision
I'll write a verse
These words will hurt
I hope it leaves an imprint
My flow is something new
I'm in my terrible twos
You test this ticking time bomb
Your smirk just lights up my fuse
Your hands creeping up my thigh
Think you can claim it for his team
I rip it straight from his socket
Let his body float downstream
And girl, you so cute
Why you talking so morbid?
I'm the female cookie monster
But I'm snacking on corpses
Don't act like it'll last
Comatose before the crash
You follow patterns of your past
Your baby's snackin' on your stash
Your baby's snackin' on your stash
Your baby's snackin' on your stash
Not your damsel
Not your maiden
You don't satisfy my craving
Who you playing?
I will mayhem
Let the world you cling to cave in
Are we in the Middle Ages?
I ain't waiting in my tower
Dreaming about a prince
Counting minutes in the hour
You're sour over-slights I make
Against your way of life
You're happy with that job
And your sub-servant wife
Fall in line with these clones
Your savage master cackling madly
As he checks in on his drones
So it's nice to be ice-cold me
Lonely, but the coke price free
Golly-gee, I know it's me
You pointed out, I disagree
Knives in your weak spot
Steaming like a teapot
Scalding hot, I call the shots
And you won't make my panties drop
Fight out the boredom
Got a dagger for a tongue
You choking on confusion
And my victory is won
Laps back into ignorance
My dagger tongue a useless trick
You stupid pricks
Your house of sticks will flatten
When the shitstorm hits
Taste it, you basic
You speaking while contagious
Societal influence got you numb and sedated
These damsels in distress
Got you clumsy, got you weak
Goofy smile plastered down
While you trip over your feet
I’ll let you fluff your feathers
Slightly flexing the guns
But I'm that sweet southern victim
With her Air Force One
Scalding hot, I call the shots
And you won't make my panties drop
