This is a song about "Lazer beam fuck"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Niggas dream of a triple beam, my dreams lead to a murder scene.

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

But fuck destiny and fuck legacy

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

I also gotta be fast no worries i move like beam to cut grass ok now i gotta get

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Pushin beam-o's then parlay in reno with two fly latinos

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

The money trees, triple beam, the dreams of jugs,