This is a song about "Lots of niggas shooting bitches"

Lots of internal rhymes here so i'd spit this kind of fast in order to feel the flow:

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Mechanical energy is lots of gears

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Its never stops even though you got lots of it

Make jollof with lots of pepper, so i stay hot forever

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I’ll make sure we take lots of photos

Forever dedicated, maybach poetic genius

Vigorously flipping bitches, niggas getting sick of us

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Executions deadly i'm slayin' lots of bars sittin pretty with finesse.

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in

So if it comes down, may the best man win