This is a song about "Iyiy who dat who dat who"

Well... who is us ...who is you?

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Who writes trash raps not knowin just who he's fuckin with"

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Vsu don't regret you

 but that would make me who,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Who devour all cowards who don't bite when they bark

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Flat ass, true dat, a sex addict wouldnt tap dat,

Allah, not even dat

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Imma make it rain