This is a song about "Got bands"

My talent should take me places i've never been

U got 1000 enemies i got none

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

And to my side i've got

You know i am not gon stop

The memories we've got,

Okay man you do the drop

Its all i fuckin' got

I fucking hate this job

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Lyrics, couldn't understand, still didn't pop rubber bands

On the corner, a old bitch dropped fifty bands

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies