This is a song about "A u over"

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

U know u r a bitch then why to be sorry

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I hope u consider this rap a roast

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

All over like a bukkake face

Are u a bitch or a ruler,

Big sean, wale, vado, this the future

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Fuck u, u don't get a sign of prevalence

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Im being a bit over dramatic?

Hoola at me swea to god u can see u a pussy nigga i could swea u a beast n while u talkin bout beef

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

The same shit over and over it's like a record skipping