This is a song about "Logan scott"

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Logan i've become so numb to what you've said

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Scott, but ya better not forget it

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

I once had this friend, his name was logan.

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock