This is a song about "Jasmine tea"

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Boston, threw the tea overboard

It's tea time ill shove a crumpet down your throat, just donald trump it,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

So pretentious with no potential

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

This ain't yo cup of tea get out my fuckin face

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Sipping codeine with my tea, open up my third eye and see

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Am dope as fuck am 17 years old mc like ice tea

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Ice tea and skittles, ima share it like my last supper