This is a song about "Anatomy and physiology"

I feel the whole thing pulling my soul straight outta my anatomy

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

You couldn't live your life for the moment

What i do, through and through and

Baby, you know who you are

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And nasty remains and bones

And we crazy, homes

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Ain't got nothing in common with niggas with no commas

Came a blitz on my anatomy and conscious

Reading books on female anatomy for leisure

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Living young and wild and free