This is a song about "Drunk idiots"

[i] is it impossible to idolize myself from ill-born idiots?

When i was little i used to get so hungry i would throw fits

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Ill end this idiots words by leaving a knife in his throat.

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

My mom was too drunk and exhausted

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Drunk in love,grab a chair drinking wine

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Idiots tryna get intimate, doesn't matter who they did it with.

Every time i get drunk i'm never drunk enough

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

For all of these illiterate idiots.