This is a song about "Jesiah it s over for you nigga"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Don't over-think it, if you over-think it its over before it begins

I must go like fly route

Turn you over pull it out

You have been begging for a pair of 110s

Dc has never seen such progress

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

But now invisible cells around your brain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Guess that means you can never be mine

You fucked me over for the last time

Pass that, catch back, fast that

But you stomped all over it

And you were tryna get it over fast.

The faker they shakin' my hand