This is a song about "I just got anally blasted"

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

I got the skill of danny manning, you're just manning your daddy

Alaskan got me blasted like a motherfucking rocket.

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Two dyke bitches while i'm filmin' them picnic, yum

I got problems, so fuck it, i’ve just hit rock bottom

Trade in my white tee for a tie and a sweater

Now i got no stress just love and there's no pressure

I feel im the best just aint got the status yet.

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

He told me it was nas,i blasted off to the internet to search his debut album

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top