This is a song about "Dude i can t blow a balloon i don t know why"

The one who can´t even show a real smile

We about to set this bitch on fire

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Shit, see that thing there was mine

And we can't fall

You don;t thin anymore

I can just turn you into a dude who tap

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

For the outlawz, here we come

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense