This is a song about "Definitely categories success heavily relevant maritime contradicted noxious foliage queue"

Dc has never seen such progress

#don's #key to shoddy success?

It ain't like that

My success debated

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Competitively spit heavily a heavenly entity

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

But definitely not to me

Girls come form a queue and show me all your fucking breasts

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Without them, the government would definitely be inadequate.

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Because i'm definitely excellent,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

I'm on deck i'm up next

Tryna fuck this, no success