This is a song about "Drill music"

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Music is money, money isn't music

I make elevating music

But i remain the good kid

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Hard to make it in music/

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Im on my drooly gooly shit,call me rl stine, pull out the power drill take ur spine,

You be on that stalker shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music