This is a song about "Bryce s asshole"

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

All they see is an asshole

Let's put it on cruise control

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Im kind hearted,no matter how much i come off as an asshole