This is a song about "For 9 it s plenty 8m kind of drunk so we can set off on your level keeping"

I'll created thunder on your rain, increase the level of pain,

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Wouldn't be on level 6 if it wasn't for you.

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

So i'm setting it off letting it off on your face you can't keep up with pace

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

So just put the fucking lotion on or set me off

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

So now i ain't gonna be so kind because we all know that your phony,

I add into it, rhymes? more, plenty,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

You better sprint out the building cause we bout to set it off.

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

You better sprint out the building cause we bout to set it off.

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce