This is a song about "I m coming for them"

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Bitch i’m coming for ya.

I ain't, mad, at cha

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I would spit them verses on the mic for 3 minutes

I stop for a second and listen to them sing.

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Tell them niggas we coming

And now the present got you struggling