This is a song about "Bert oh my bert"

Oh my apologies i was just speaking sarcastically

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

2dopeboyz i know you like this

Fuck five oh die slow that's my perspective

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

Oh, you stole my bitch that's just my confirmation

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Oh yes, what a surprise to my liking,

Oh girl you're my narcotic

Contributing the real shit

Oh my god - feels like i need a psychiatrist

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist