This is a song about "Go and subcribe"

So here i begin to start and go

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

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

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Might just go away, and it might just go away

Go run and hide your families

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Go run and hide your families

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

Like a ghost you come and go

People love hodgy i hate you though

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

Here we go, i'm in the show, haters can go and blow