This is a song about "Can t keep you off my mind"

She can blow my mind awe shit

Razor grips, laser spit

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

But this is my calling, so you can all keep hangin' it up this

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

To understand these infinite rhymes you can not have a finite mind, my

Can you faggots keep up line for line

Been a star since i was back in one time

You was always on my mind

From the womb, my newborn child

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.