This is a song about "Like for arate"

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Like it was meant for me/

Wanna see you work your body

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Unholy like witches, or anyone for the riches

Causing incidents like for incidence the militants

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Youre like the apple for safari,im like the xbox

And you don't eat, like bitch for real

Cee said, oaknair finna be here

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

I eat emcee's like you for breakfast daily,