This is a song about "Im still that bitch"

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

After that moscato hit

Im still loaded, im loaded

The dead society of a poet

Im still loaded, im loaded

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Still im so lucky that i met you n so glad i saw you on my radar/

Still got that blunt lit but im in school so no i aint gone pass

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Im rap god you fuckin bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Reptar and flipflops, im still high off that piece

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice