This is a song about "B i m f crazy and you don t even know me"

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Bait baby, wait baby

I don't know call me crazy

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone