text: This one goes out to you
  Yeah
  You know who you are
  Look
  I guess Im wrong for thinking that I could trust you
  For never holding all of that sh- against you
  But now Im strapped with my .45 special
  Im so special, so special, so special
  Nigga, you softer than a homosexual
  And I am so extraterrestrial
  So you can keep my things, theres nothing you can bring
  And you can have my ring, you can add it to your bling
  Cause Im okay and Im still a G
  Pray for my enemies, my names still Nicki
  In time youll change, but time dont freeze
  You better leave before you get wetter than Pisces