This is a song about "I make my songs out of nothing"

I don't know how to make songs like that

Cause you're the worst best girlfriend i ever had

Well, um, there's a but

I trust nothing but my bud,

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

I don't know how to make songs like that

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

I gotta get out of here, i gotta make it quick

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,

Functioning my beast regiment watch out there specialist hope i make it

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

I like to poop out of my butt,

I know you're mad, but so what