This is a song about "Got emmmmm"

You got fired i got promoted

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

That means i have no block

To prove what i've got

We'll fuck up everything we got,

Almost cried right on the spot

I love the way you walk

Now look at the life uve got.

I got more and you got less

Baby i’mma mess, mess

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Immortality like i have got

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

The memories we've got,