This is a song about "Got an a"

Held my head high got an answer from them then received a letter from

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

But i've got an appetite of a bulimic,

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

I got an appointment,

And get caught, in the moment

You got an image you decide to hide behind with a pride

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

Got a stack of ones and a a lack of funds in an account, you ain't even know it,

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I got an anecdote drop ya panty hose