This is a song about "Angelina ballerina"

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

You're a bitch, man- a$ap rocky, unappealing mistress

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Benjamins dipped in stripper love no kiss or hugs

Hit me square in the chest, wasn't wearing a vest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

And making sure the times square screen shows their dick pic