This is a song about "Don t blame me this is swag"

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

Enough/ the courts are to blame / made me this insane/ death of my

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Until the end if time

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

Only time don 'burns rubber' is when...

So tell me who is to blame, maybe the news or the radio

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe