This is a song about "If u don t talk she"

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

If haters are like lions be a t rex eating them up before u get ate

But most of the time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Super chill, some call me t-frozen, and if theres weed around i gotta

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain