This is a song about "I want be your favorite artist"

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I want to be the one thats by your side through the years.

I work perfect combinations, a high chance i'm your favorite,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Baby your my dream come true i really want

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I want your last thoughts to be me, sitting on your couch watching glee

No idea who i want to be

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

If you want beef let your lyrics be the talker

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Sword artist valerian steel i wields the sharpest

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Take out your favorite papers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth