This is a song about "Keeping up with the kardashians"

Blinding me and keeping me up, no nights to sleep, for success is waiting

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Constant fear of death the only thing that's keeping me alive

And you can't even blink without niggas testing your life

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Basically, boy, you're never gonna be capable of keeping up

Of keeping up with the same pace looking boy, 'cause

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Sticking to the legends but keeping everything eccentric/

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.

My new flow bought hublots below zero