This is a song about "Im a abomination"

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

Told that i'm an abomination crying uncle ruckus no relation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Maybe im drinker, maybe im a smoker

She all on my skin

Im building a foundation

Cuz im a quick mutherfcker im a sick pig

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Im a pervert, yes i know

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

You got that indie glow

Im turnt up like a radio

Im being a bit over dramatic?

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit