This is a song about "Flush my m"

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

No fake doctor in my name, and it's not capped off by m c

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

I"m the designated driver

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Thinks they can play in my m-o