This is a song about "Fucking my cousin"

Just expose my own fucking membranes

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

Cause i got my fucking glock,

Of what yal think i'm about, if my cousin was never thrown in prison

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

You get my fucking theses?

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

But you’re my fucking mother

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

He was my cousin and he was there for me

Cause fucking imagination is my thing,

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing