This is a song about "Bray wyatt"

Im the fresh prince like will

Uhh, and i'm ill

I wish they'd descend from the heavens

I never fit in with them light skins

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Just drop your guns and knock on heavens doors

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Will i attack? or will i decay?

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Mama bought carrots today yay, took some and fray stopping ma bray

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

No matter how hard it gets, i will