This is a song about "Good m"

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Preaching to the choir though

Thinks they can play in my m-o

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I"m the designated driver

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate