This is a song about "Alex lambert"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

To the point where you so pissed that you feel like you're fucking glowing

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Don’t believe me? look at l, pac, big, and proof,

It star-ted to feel #right, the l#east of my repelling

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Beaming on this track i swear these niggas aint ready

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

And get out of my light,

My uncle pulled me to the side

Yall just kept me on that good energy.

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Growing glowing pot, tastes better sparked, served hot, cops know squat.

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop