This is a song about "Fuckin niggers"

You got that indie glow

You were my fuckin' hero

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

So you finally got the nerve

You fuckin dictators

Ill break your fuckin ankles

I used to sell them things in triangles

And i got mad love to give

Fuckin energy drinks

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Of life and sick and freezing and you just wanna fuckin'...just wanna fuckin'

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin