This is a song about "A male gamer"

Spit a poem or a diss

But you hate them navel kisses

But call me uncle, yeah uncle cam

You're a disaster a sham,

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

Thought this was forever love

Take a kitkat take a break,

J. cole runnin' late

I was a poor white male, still he got the stares, it's twisted,

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Pour out a little liquor

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

Is written in our souls, africa

A store that dosen't get a