This is a song about "I hope you stub your toe"

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Michael, you know i really hope, your life turns out better than mine.

Leaving rappers disordered, that explains the toe you grow in your fro

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

I hope you realize, in between your grimaces

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

I hope you got my message,

My mama smoked so god damn much

The only name you'll need is on your toe tag

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

Hope you hit me back and i hope you feel better

But even if it rain, we get rained on together

At home they comparin this situation to nam

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam