This is a song about "Gtm tickets"

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Going to her concert payin for tickets at 50 bucks a pop,

All who bought tickets is with me,

I just want somebody i can see

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

We pay for lottery tickets, problems in disappearance

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

So fuck macklemore, his tickets are rip off

Buy some tickets in case

But she took it in his place

Is a space that now you hold

Cause the tickets all sold

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

I'm not a boiled dinner, im past a beginner, got so much powerball tickets i look like

Paid for all my tickets, cops begin to drop some charge

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch