This is a song about "Aaron hat ey"

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Back to my abandoned ship wearing the captains hat,

Ey you can bet your ass i'm chillin'

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Diplomat hat jonathan's unhappy aftermath

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

You ain't gon find that

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"