This is a song about "Lazy bitch"

But five years from now i bet she see

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Everyday more lazy killing, everyday more crazy tripping.

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

That i want to rhyme words but first i was lazy

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I would, but i'm too lazy

My lady, my baby

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Or a little lady, it doesn't matter, i just want to have the best, can't be lazy/

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

Lazy writing for four lyrics that's what i heard

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Just a lazy egotistacal rapper,