This is a song about "Fucling my gf"

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

More or less, change is imminent

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

These my rhymes and my story

On they twitter writing novels, see

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Took my heart away from money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Silent momentman, i been missing you

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk

My shirt, purple label my shirt

That we picked up at the last concert