This is a song about "Jake thinks he is good at roass"

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

All she good at is suck in dick and talk in shit, watch out bitch cause you

Blind, damn his so fuken kind he thinks he is better than me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Where the fuck is he at? i'm lonely, he's probably cozy.

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

"but that is alright" he thinks cuz "i'm doin' fine"

Gyal me know you's a freak from long time

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

How to top those words he spake, how am i gonna reach my idol, miller, jake?

For a fool he thinks he's a nerd

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks

Go! you free to go about your business

Or be real good at cooking

Why not me the same thing