This is a song about "Into up"

Letting me drown into your tangled up mess that will break us in two

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

While he lobs corn on the cob up into his fat fuckin' gob

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

I know..i'm very good..tell me something else..i've dealt out my cards but still kept the ace/

I ran into a fan that ended up givin me a van, i went to my place gotta bit shit face,

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Maybe if i keep it up i'll get into this shit again

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.

Up shit in the pot to get beef going around me, so i can bring people into the dirt

I ain't into ganging up, banging 'em, or slanging drugs,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Then dipped into the sea, back, for next thing menu-ed up

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Walk into the club like what up this is a sock hop