This is a song about "Facts"

I don't make rap i'm just spitting the real facts

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

We getting money, you can face the facts

Literally you gotta make attendancy to brilliantly detach the facts

But us people, we remain the same. overcame everything that stands

19 wave caps spit facts on blast,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

My designs filled with similarity facts

Doubt they yapping out facts

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Malia family, we the family

I only rap facts infused with morality

Face the facts, that i gotta start with a bad finance

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps