This is a song about "Cute things"

You write hah that's cute i create bars that my pc can't compute

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

This girl at seven eleven is fucken cute

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Soon enough i want those gold things

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

Realising that world leans on things

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Is it because your girl said im so cute

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Couldn't understand why things

While scheming on hits

Spitting things inefficiently?

I just want somebody i can see