This is a song about "Darsey keelan hogan"

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

You know that whites are trailer-dwelling trash rednecks,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Because then you will awake in a motel, well better yet a cell

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Juggernaut pole vaulting to fame like actors

Some, my emotions are a circle,

Have a party at my funeral

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

End up doing coke and getting bigger than hulk hogan.