This is a song about "Lucy patch"

New batch to patch, back to making maps

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Shut the fuck up little cabbage-patch activists, class slackers,

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Flow i have it, and i'l never have to patch it

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Hearts been ripped open, wait i'm heartless no need to patch it

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket