This is a song about "Are you ready for my second coming"

And you better get ready for my story-telling.

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Are you ready to go?

This summer gone be mine though

You coming for life if you take me

And niggas flashing crazy

But i wasn't ready to look in the mirror, but wasn't ready for my father to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Hey, yo, i hope you ready for this...

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Well baby bot there ain't no question

But homies,are you ready fight to win?

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Get you ready for your new job