This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

You know, work that

You and your bitch rock it,

There's children dying and i am crying

And getting money is the song i sing

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Hoes row got beans in them

A single so common

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

It's common i fill my body with toxins you claim i darken

But we can kick it sometime, we actually have alot in common

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

// [you're a... rock star]

Your music in the car