This is a song about "Katy perry"

Body after body i watch them drop

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

You can't solve all your problems with some weed and wine

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Okay man you do the drop

I love the way you walk

The only fruit he coulda taught,

Educate yourselves, of africa

That one - drown in the juice nigga

At the top/. make it drop,/

Living if she is or not