This is a song about "Matt blows"

Its ok matt you can think of her while your sleeping

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Double m g forever though

It blows up like a pinto

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I bestow blows that freeze foes and sweep hoes.

Drink some shit, money blows,

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Tech nine for punchlines, hopsin for quick blows

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Body doze off, give em karate blows

I'm making my own lane cause most of y'all already blows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

I throw blows right at the face

Baby got that super bass