This is a song about "Aaron amp amp amp amp"

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

I walkin alone, i talkin my tone, i am leaving i'm outta here jack

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Lucifer's shooting ya, boost ya, ruthless, it grew just stupid,

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

Glorifying puppets like jay-z to push agendas,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

This shit fresh off the top of my dome

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone