This is a song about "International macroeconomics"

Race is international my father isn't actual

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

I'm international, go on a flight,

To my makers international

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I guess she couldn't answer cause i can't call international

What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle