Pms

[Intro] (Black Metaphor) Uh [Verse 1] Weaving through this traffic from a heavy session The way the past aggressions left the wrong impression They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm PMS-in' So try to preach me lessons at your own discretion They pitch a safe space for me to make confessions But soon as I confess it, they start second guessin' The labels treat my talent like a secret weapon And I'm a force to reckon, just gotta accept it [Chorus] I gotta accept it, I gotta protect it Even when I leavе my body, I gotta possess it I'm over-possessivе, I'm over suggestion Now I'm walkin' in the rooms and I'm overly present Balance my aggression with a glass of perfection Clearin' out the section, sneakin' out the Westin Bitches still undressin', and as soon as we step in They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm PMS-in' [Post-Chorus] Let it ride I say I'm PMS-in' They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm PMS-in' I say I'm PMS-in' Hmm Uh [Verse 2] What if I go beast mode and eat the family? What if I go Kanye and crash the Bentley? Who gon' be for Courtney, Lisa, Sydney, Tammy? Who gon' try to stop me if I pop this Xanny? And I just might, just to prove that I'm human I be gettin' niggas hot just to prove that I'm humid I mean I'm spittin' state to state just to prove that I'm fluid 'Cause the first to do it is the closest to losin' Or the furthest to choosin', the child of destiny The secret recipe exist allegedly May the legends rest in peace and feel my alchemy May the children take a leap and get as high as me May the children take a leap and get as high as me May the legends rest in peace and feel my, uh [Chorus] I gotta accept it, I gotta protect it Even when I leave my body, I gotta possess it I'm over-possessive, I'm over suggestion Now I'm walkin' in the rooms and I'm overly present Balance my aggression with a glass of perfection Clearin' out the section, sneakin' out the Westin Bitches still undressin', and as soon as we step in They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm PMS-in' [Post-Chorus] I say I'm PMS-in' They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm PMS-in' I say I'm PMS-in' They ask me if I'm good, I say I'm— [Verse 3] Address me as Your Majesty, disrespect you casually Know what's to come after me if I keep speakin' recklessly You can call it rhapsody, claim it as a tragedy I'm in my reality, ain't no other bitch high as me I gradually introduce these niggas to the half of me More than my mentality is more like my anatomy The talent doesn't put you center stage, it's the audacity Careful, don't come after me, close the show dramatically [Chorus] And now the labels treat my talent like a secret weapon And I'm a force to reckon, just gotta accept it I gotta accept it, I gotta protect it Even when I leave my body, I gotta possess it I'm over-possessive, I'm over suggestion Now I'm walkin' in the rooms and I'm overly present Balance my aggression with a glass of perfection They askin' if I'm good, I say I'm PMS-in' [Post-Chorus] I say I'm PMS-in' They askin' if I'm good, I say I'm PMS-in' I say I'm PMS-in' Don't ask me if I'm good, I think I'm PMS-in' [Outro] Yes, sir Keep all that