This is a song about "Fuck drake"

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Picture me lettin this chump survive

I wanna be like drizzy drake don't make any mistakes

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

I aint no drake tho my flow stay low key/

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Yeah, try keeping up with that, drake/

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

This drake shit should be forbidden, it ain't hot, it got me nippin'.