This is a song about "Lauren moss"

Recieving what i deserved like santana moss

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Its a message to the scum thats still living,

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Good kids make bad grown ups

With stubs coming outta their shrubs

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

Compel to add speed, excel and rap peat

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Naw but if there's grass in the field, then just like me,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Fuck needing the sign of the cross. you just a fat kate moss