This is a song about "Hello goodbye how are you doing today"

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

What the fuck is up what it is how you doing

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Cause i'ma stomp right through you haters, say goodbye,

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Leave their station and form a nation, i say to you goodbye

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

You just working with the scraps you was given

Like how you doing or where you been,

I'm going to start with how are you

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

So to you this is an official goodbye,

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

I'm done, so mad at you that i don't wanna say goodbye