This is a song about "Ad rayan"

Guess i'll just write about it, ad lib

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Bouncin around so much shit look like i got ad-hd,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I could smoke and go delta, but this isnt dnd, this is a2d,

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

No more fucking cigarettes lit, no more stupid ass presentations and useless magazine ad bits

Cause if your threats are anything to go by ad say you were a bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

And leave an ad on that shit

I put some cash in ya pocket