This is a song about "A mirage"

Like a baby without a diaper

Baby, you know who you are

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Any thing to say a a a a a a

I'm a pro your a minor,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Morphed into an illusion like a vivid mirage

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Your gonna be on top nigga

Yup you got a lot a

What up girl, tell me how you been

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