This is a song about "Dog vomit"

Ill solid bars that make you vomit

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

That cellphone that i bought

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Known for throwing up so ima vomit on this beat

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

For the occasion, paper planes

Vomit all on the drapes

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Choking on my own vomit like cinnamon

Flying but the violent vomit spitting scorches all the tongs

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars