This is a song about "Bitcch dab"

I drop philosophies,

I'm why baby mommas leave

Im not going to let you drag me down

Cause everytime you come around

Ain't going to stop killing till i drop,

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Like my boy #lucifer said, i butt fuck it

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Hourglasses run low on sand, these neverendin clocks tick tock

Shots leak, i sweep you up and mop the floor like a janitor.

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Nope, never, this cloud of darkness will shroud then devour

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And im about to drop, you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew