This is a song about "Glee"

I want your last thoughts to be me, sitting on your couch watching glee

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

You talk shit with hip hop, but all you know is glee.

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Bitches sing my name like its an episode of glee

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

On my shoulder blades or tirades of torture whirled around me my glee would not fade/

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Okay u are a gay who look at glee.

This ain't no glee club, and if it was you aren't no member

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Then i leave the scene with glee, with a pair of your feet as a trophy

And as she stands there smiling ...overflowing with glee

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only