This is a song about "Ad weinman"

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Two hundred and score years and a year a.d

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

Im ad lib bin while the sticking to script like magnets

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Guess i'll just write about it, ad lib

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

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

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

Two hundred and a year a.d

In the house, holla back