This is a song about "Elliott the maggot"

Young money motherfucker we the shit

You an animal lover you fucking maggot

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

From curb surfingwe working the industry

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

My name is dalton elliott

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

As the tao converted the thief

This maggot already knows what's going to happen

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes