This is a song about "Bert oh my bert"

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Fuck five oh die slow that's my perspective

Oh girl you're my narcotic

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Oh my god - feels like i need a psychiatrist

But i never break a sweat, it takes effort to conflict

Sittin' with no bail and my family like "oh well"

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

My flow is cold, you know it's dope, oh, shit, maybe not,

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

And scream so loud, i'm alive on earth oh my god wow

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now