This is a song about "Chris getting rejected by alex"

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Getting flooded by anxiety, feeling conquered,

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

With a deal getting big signed by jay z,

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Can't believe the label that signed you, they should've rejected

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Can't believe the label that signed you, they should've rejected

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

Sick of getting hated on by people who ain't shit