This is a song about "Being mad at a guy i like dor flirting"

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

And i ended up being the bad guy,

Drop them off, say a few words, then get mad at god,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Redbox flow and i do not date

When i was mad at fate

In the house, holla back

A white guy tranna act like a black

That farrakhan hakeem olajuwon qaddafi rap

Anto's rhymes are like pantomimes, always being laughed at

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

I am the kinda guy waiting for a fuckin prophecy. i shit on the mic like the rhino