This is a song about "I don t care"

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

They acting like i care

Dont tie your hair

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

At the same damn time

The best part is, you think i care.

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

You don;t thin anymore

And i don't run counters no more