This is a song about "How tacos cupcakes don t mix"

Then the world ain't no trick no more

You don;t thin anymore

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

She likes the way it hits her lips

So i don't spill my mix

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

And add nightmares to the mix.

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy