This is a song about "Isn t"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

That's another topic, we should start a project

Just tryin to make it to the t-o-p

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money