This is a song about "Jolly old hope"

New canvas she need a new stroke

Wrote your last situation no hope

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

Where i from, it get cold

Shes only 17 years old

Smokin on that holly jolly

Now it might sound cocky

A known liar if u didnt notice the oxymoron then ur prolly a jolly moron

I rap acapella, no beat im undefeat, call me undefeated, and if anyone thinks you won

Hope lurked, the most thirst, his old nerves won't hurt/

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Gatorade with prometh, and sprite got me jolly

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Since i was a day old,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned