Who the fuck are you though?/I should have never ever, ever let you get too close/If the truth be told/I can’t wait to see you go
Allen embraces the sound of pop reggae and blasts all the shady leeches out there posing as friends. They’re destructive forces, enemies who pose as allies. She’s seen her fair share and is making sure that in the future she will keep them at arm’s length. Fortunately she’s not raging or sulking, instead keeping a light attitude and not dwelling too much on those who don’t matter.