This is a song about "Fletch the idiot"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

We self-made but never is an i on the team

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

I dont really confess, im an idiot/

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

A criminal grind nigga

I bring the heat like the

Well you're just an idiot.

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

You are a goddamn idiot you nigga

They infiltrate our homes, africa

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave