This is a song about "Marlon does not have hangouts"

Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Does not make any sense when i connect lines

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

But that does not mean ill be stopping

120 in the ghost take my bitch shopping

Not cause you're talented, your raps suck like dyson does

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

May not have the job i want to

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Thinking deeply about some shit, does life truly have a purpose,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was