This is a song about "Fucling my gf"

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

She forget about her husband

My streaks my testament.

My cash effected, my brain insane,

And i put that on my name

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This is my original, my validation

I dont love you im just confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him