This is a song about "How beast i am"

Homie, got the industry watchin' dmv now

It's clear to me now, but i am not sure how

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs/

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Nobody knows how alone i really am

I look at myself, how the hell am i supposed to have any dig-

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

"if i do that, then how am i gonna blow bitch?