This is a song about "Aadam harvey"

In the club like fuck it, though

Toss it just let the wind blow

Uhh, look at me and look at yourself and see the difference

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

My records sell, yes sir

She blow me like a tire

Look at you acting unashamed

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Tongue twister like a braid, mister, dont overrun my parade

Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take

Sneak up on attack

But i always look back

And yall niggas the right flow

Rappers like mad dreamer fucking blow.

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Look in the mirror, seems opaque,