This is a song about "Having two 100 subscribers"

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

But this shit is 100% fact

Just lay back, get your face slapped

If your having a bad day

Round my motherfuckin way

Or having each individual nerve attacked?

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Instead having a bad addiction

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

Like i want fucking subscribers i'm just "wasting my time" lately