This is a song about "Alex wilson"

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Maybe i just have the willpower and a working mind to find my grind,

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Are done for a purpose,

Does life have a meaning like a ceiling has purpose,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

The purpose of my life ain't kicking pebbles on the pavement

Never had a purpose but i'm determined for greatness

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

Ryan spits hot fire

All my shit designer