This is a song about "Jodie leigh"

It's like you dropped your laptop without backing up your memory

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I'm low-key but my skill is still seen like a memory

When company turns to memory due to jealousy

Washin away my sorrows in cold cup a hennessy

Asshole flowers, going home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

I said i'm hurting her

If you don't poof life's over

I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Cover surgery prefer mine over

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

When i arrive bitches screaming like jodie back