This is a song about "Fixing up"

I don't really give a fuck

Drinkin whiskey throw it up

That shit was wack as fuck

You betta get your change up

She's on my line like i'm fishing

I'm done with thinking, i need more fixing

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Consequences of my charming chatter up

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Love up she threw up in his era

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Our everything, you devoured it up.

Cause imma step it up, build it up

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut