This is a song about "M zinn"

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

They only got fuck up lookin m&m's in this

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Better yet they work my every nerve

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

"becky o m f g this is so unreal