This is a song about "Girlfriend sleeping with unclem and rolling on me"

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Me rolling// in lamborghini rims previously stolen//and watch you gasp at my

Im rolling into compton, unknown and forgotten, with the sign caution, on my back,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Fuckboys better wake up with all that sleeping

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Rolling with my yankees hat on

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Wake the fuck up and hear me, you must be sleeping

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,