This is a song about "Get em and roast em"

And bag 'em up leave 'em with sickish, stitches, n' diminish-

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Then vest em b4 they dress em wit suit and tie

So let me tell you about this guy

Studied up and i passed ‘em

Marshmallows inside my pen

And i got 'em running miles,

Then put it into sex drive

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

Toss em down on the ground and squash em like sumo

Gross and sick is it to see 'em

Brand new drop, i'm riding through harlem

And i drop top off in a hot cold

And its your body i roast