This is a song about "Bugs sleep tickets"

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Buy some tickets in case

This is like riding through the city

All who bought tickets is with me,

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

Homeless no where to sleep

This is the concrete

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm mean, it seems trife but in this life i see feds' plantin' bugs,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,

We pay for lottery tickets, problems in disappearance

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks