This is a song about "Dunking like zach lavine"

Coroners comfort your mama

Looking like osama,

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Treated like dirt, living like a thug

But i cant help but like...

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Advancing like mayans

Without the sound of guns

But i ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner

Drama makes me really, like liquor like liquor

No need to fight back, we have zach/

In the house, holla back