This is a song about "Caring about your looks"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Your face looks like an old bowl of spaghetti/

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Don't wanna know about your constipation,

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

You aint please me but from a point of view your pic looks gay

I know that they say sharing is caring

So many blessings while we stressing

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,

I don't care about your grade,

Redbox flow and i do not date

But what about your daughter?

I feel like deaths around the corner

I would have been a totally different person

Your swag sweater looks like swiss cheese when i get done