This is a song about "Hit the scene sipping lean got that promethazine niggaa be hating cause i m out the hood and they re irrelevant i m telling these"

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

I told her all about how we been living a lie

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Cause i got mad niggas around ready to take the next hit.

They only got fuck up lookin m&m's in this

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

I swear that im elevating eliminating the hating

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing