This is a song about "About them"

But to them i keep them guessing

So many blessings while we stressing

Gets harder than rihanna when

And i prepare to climb them

What the fuck happened to rap when

Never talk onto them,

You don't worry about them bitches you just doing what they'd like too

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Fuck them 'cause they shady, insult them, maybe

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Everything about me tops all of them

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

Rockin them hoops and rockin them kicks

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

They would be low key about them kilos/