This is a song about "I don t know a song"

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

I am writing a song at velocity

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

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

They say i talk like im god body

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

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

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet