This is a song about "Cute things"

Been spending most our lives

Soon enough i want those gold things

Hindsight, dimes and fame, expensive things/

By the water, au revoir to my audience

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

And brutally doing things

I will beat you red,cos your cute rhymes are killing me

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

You good man, we don't want you

But you look so cute in blue...

When you spill out hits

Couldn't understand why things

That going through some things

While scheming on hits