This is a song about "Amy is posh"

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

That's what a public offense is

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

Nobody is better than anyone else.nothing is something

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

To the miners, cus mine is

The bomb is can bwe you is

I swear ri got a hit with this

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Is she happy is she angry or confused