This is a song about "Haz n tay"

Checks delayed n' lights turned off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Let's face it, i can’t replace

Bitch show me some tay tays

Of dust n feud ur #smoked n #played like #cigs n #blues bitch ya doomed

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

They say nothings ever free

N i'm not fucken sorry

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Tried perfecting my letters n