This is a song about "Mackenzie reading an article about yoga pants"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Copy and paste your shit on a website of article writing

Its about time we got an intervention

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

Your pants get hit with cancer

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Everything about us is an ongoing battle

I'll shove bastard down your throat, regurgitate my excrement

About problems that are irrelevant yet feel like an elephant

Fuck trends be your own book, the headline article

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading