This is a song about "Eli petta thinks isabelle likes him but she doesn t"

But fuck it, i know i'm the best, eli porter would shout it.

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

My sister said she likes my raps cause it sounds good

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

She herself likes to throw down enjoy your double whammy

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

She thinks this guy isn't a something

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

She thinks she's free, but i'd have to disagree

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see