This is a song about "Account"

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

I'm talking first place, ten stacks in your account

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

My account hacked, bullied, wrists that still bleed, yet i'm still here.

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Mike, you think i'll mike out/ but i got you bank account, what do you doubt/

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

Or you'll subscribe to my youtube account zayjoshlive i started editing videos

I'll diss you all, make you delete your account,

There must be another route, way out

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

Just delete that old account, no one will be sad that you're gone.