This is a song about "A fan being in love"

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease splashin a fan

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

That being this lazy in love is most certainly a crime

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Of being fooled in a prank, which blew me in fragments

Son from the core of this earth hater a fan is torn

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

You just working with the scraps you was given

Blow up and being in a position

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

Sorry pac, not a fan, but rest in peace

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys