This is a song about "Bitches you never met"

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

I'm confused, it's true, never met anyone like you,

Never trippin over bitches you type that's kissing ass

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Get on the page and you your expectations are met

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

All is well now and i met all of these bitches in hell

Blights beset ya my rights met ya an you misread

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

We never met, but best believe you gon' know me

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

I ain't hatin', just sayin', it's time you met your replacement

But you hate them navel kisses

Who buzz bully you bitches