This is a song about "How you are retard"

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

I've never been to hell so how can you tell elements are rushing

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!

How my writtens are invigorating,

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Your friends are left wondering how

Call me a clown but a week from now

I'm going to start with how are you

And if i do go you better come through

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

These cracks in my life without you are making me forget how to be happy"

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?