This is a song about "Cole and dam"

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

And if ya want ya rap career to blow we'll change ya name to j. cole,

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Looking at me now dam i just look like my fuking dad

God dam imma soul mess,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

Grab the scissors and saws and

And get caught, in the moment

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And remember what i said and

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze

They say that i never cease to amaze