This is a song about "Matt vann"

Cut beats, i'm a fucking word surgeon

Hoes listen when i assertin' my sermon,

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

It’s christmas morning, valerie’s performing holy night

We should get married seal the deal, holy matrimony

So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And mary jane.. i done vaped her

When i saw your lyrics it put me to sleep your rhymes were flat

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Zero options to choose

Saw the bombs on the news