This is a song about "Anglo saxon boast"

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Yo i boast this flow and blow the show for no reason,

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Guess i’m different than most

To whom i never boast...

If i had on 'bama line

To boast my lyrics are divine

I boast a wall of these great lines backed in the beat, it's tight,

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

That moschino shit is so back

And like to boast and brag

I don't mean to boast, but damn if i don't brag

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed