This is a song about "Go pro"

Or closed casket for our troubles

I'm a pro rapper, you battled once

A pro with the prose, what a concept

Hold my tears i tried my best

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Too a quick morsel/slick with the writs also/you a rookie me im all pro/

I'm a pro your a minor,

Took the van, went snatch her

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

Puffin' on stramonium. 'bout to go pro like joe and them/

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

Even though you're a pro and you already know

I'm no pro, i'll have you know, competition's been slow

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though