This is a song about "Instagram likes"

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

No one likes being lied to.

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

Reality expressed like a touch of instagram

These the games that they play, they study your instagram pictures

You go "pon' de river": leave you in ponds and rivers

Shit is very corny nobody likes you

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

My sister said she likes my raps cause it sounds good

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free