This is a song about "Esti being an arse"

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

I'm an entity unseen like aliens unknown being causing you dark dreams

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

Its like being held in shackles with an ocean front view to humiliate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Ain't no fathers but the skinny niggas tryna hit their daughters

Makin' them arse scared to death, so they started fakin' their verse.

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Fair skin like cream in genie jar but mouth spillin' wind like loony arse

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Fuck being counterfeit

I need to wake your scrawny arse up so you don't forget about me

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

They push me to do my dreams of being an mc