This is a song about "Fortune cookie"

I think you got an infection sweetie, don't touch me my sweet cookie!

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Give a nookie, i'll pass the cookie, not a rookie

Im the foremen of the rothschild fortune

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

I may be level 1, but that doesn't mean i'm a rookie, you dissed nobody, congrats, want a cookie?

An awesome advantage against these anonymous adversaries attempting to attack me.

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

My souls worth a fortune like it was shimmering gold

But for you its only a fortune,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son