This is a song about "Get bands"

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

You could get diabetes, don’t get too long

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

Know it good when she go no hands

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

Bands will make her dance so baby go

Chill with asap and get get lit

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Lyrics, couldn't understand, still didn't pop rubber bands

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm