This is a song about "Advertising cookies"

I'm why baby mommas leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

But me i'm noticed like a advertising campaign, feel me?

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

These cookies can crumble, if they causing some trouble

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

But me i'm noticed like a advertising campaign, feel me?

That his life now,advertising addidas to another level.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will