This is a song about "Hi by you you look i so shy go ahead and call up all my giys"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Ill murder all of you while your dick is inside, go ahead and sue

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

And i just shit all on you i call that dropping logs.

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple

And after this, go ahead call me mental

You should spend the night

You can go ahead and spite

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

So go ahead bitches and cuss me

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Inside my pockets, so try to knock it, defeat's ahead of you

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I wanna say hi, but im too shy, so i just chill and sit here on standby,