This is a song about "Dear victoria"

Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

Wait for the rain and storms to clear oh dear fear

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

For you, my dear, i'll be ready for whatever

Dear future in my mind all i see is you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

I never wore a kufi, ignore my religion

That shit's clear to me, i want anyone dear to be hidden,

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

Queer, i'm not into you dear

And never should you tear