Our story begins in a schoolyard 
A little girl skipping rope with her friends 
A tisket, a tasket, no lunch in her basket 
Just school books 4 the fight she would be in 
One day over this hoodie 
She got beat 4 some clothes and a rep 
With her chin up, she scolded "All y'all's molded 
When I'm rich, on your neck I will step" 
And step she did 2 the straight A's 
Then college, a master degree 
She hired the heifers that jumped her 
And made everyone of them work 4 free? 
No! Why? 
So what if my sisters are triflin'? 
They just don't know 
She said "Mama didn't tell'em what she told me 
'Girl, U need Pussy Control'"