This is a song about "Delete you from my history"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And put you back into your teacher’s room ‘cuz you’re history,

Plottin' don’t even worry

I'll make you history...

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I said, "i'll delete my twitter for my motherfucking nigga,

But she'll always be a lesson and be marked in my history

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Delete the first rap i smoked you on

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

And by the time you read this,you'll be history

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

You don't know raps history,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

This aint a joke, this is my life history