This is a song about "A wishes for you"

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Afterwards wanna deny dna, fuck three wishes

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

A place for you to go, it's swell

I got a studio for christmas, best wishes, im breaking rhymes like a

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

You want to hear a poem? i made it for you,

Sometimes you can't fix shit by wishes on stars.

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

You deserve a diss for your mess

And i'm a just take another guess

You can call me a wannabe, because thats what i am im a boy who wishes to be free,

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby