This is a song about "Do mean to brag but you just got served"

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

And i got nothing to do but make you look stupid as parents

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

You just got served, now your stomach hurts

Got one, got two, three, four girls

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

Don't mean to brag, but i've got the future title in the bag/

You got no room to brag makin me gag your a red flag,

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And like to boast and brag

But when you get actin' like you do i just try hard not to instigate,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Break me, that only mean you can't take me. just trying to steal my

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die