This is a song about "Dylan s stank breath"

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

His attachment, flawed till his last breath/

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Always stay ahead of these stank hoes

That make it hard to breath

Wish i could shed all these tears