This is a song about "Jax teller"

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Of a woman with a broken heart.

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

The vivid storyteller, confessor of sins dweller

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

And over time you could see it start to take a toll

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

Remember the days of chan-man and the skeeter man

Carolina where i made it from

You caught in the web of that woman

Don't need to make bank and flaunt around a gold necklace...

While you pretendin, you niggas so pretentious

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

Money long from here to japan

But he ain't no handy man