This is a song about "Collect"

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

I collect debts an post death threats, pain inflicter amoungst your sister,

I'm authentic so real you faint even replace i collect data just call it sample space

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

You a trophy wife and its time to collect my winnings

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

I collect all soularions, now ya cheerleader is checked off

Collect the heads of foes and then im putting all their domes on stakes

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Some trolls collect a toll- 1.e.x.i? she collects your soul

You collect foodstamps, i get dough

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

No use running, to collect you souls my sole goal its funny