Dear V. Stiviano and the demanders of the Singer abuse claims,
You know you are broke, flop like Ashanti.
Giving the audience your eye candy, sayin' that he ain't racist or he abused you?
Ambitions, ambitions... We need to control them
Stop it with your cringing and face the reality
Money can't buy you class or fancyness
Some could be money hover *****s, and some could do it for justice
Who could we blame, the money or the person who suddenly did it?
We need to stop using people for money as the eye candy
Now keep your money and be yourselves
Provide the facts and tell the truth
Your attention is useless, we feel like it's false
So shut up with all these lies and speak the goddamn truth
Stop living a lie when you have this fame that will be gone
and we need to be positive human beings and SEE THE WORLD!
