This is a song about "How kids now days take social networks too serious"

Im washin off another plate

And nothing will be too big to take

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Take three fucking days to write a verse, i can't see/

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Too serious to show exuberance, rumor is

Bitches ain't around one thou

And now, i'll tell you how

Uhh these rappers aint shit now a days,

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face

Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last

Celebrate the very day that i get past

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Get out my head/ take the memories too.