This is a song about "Connie chow petit"

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Die with hope, live with virtue

I was twelve when the gunned you

Now everyone like give this boy a cookie

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Cause you're the star, everybody looking at you

Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,

Stop making out right now, your acting like chow

Shit, even consider stalking now

Harder than min-sota vikings, so never perspire just aim for the higher your

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

The reason why they had to give me a deal

And need to put that shit on bake and pull out a meal

Quietly becoming a top tier

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal