This is a song about "Me and dylan"

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Give me that pad and pen and let me start writing again

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

This guys think’s that he’s dissing me and ripping me,

Than the muse of a family

My friends and fam hear me,

They fucking me and loving me

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Me now, and me then, no symmetry

And if you don't believe me

I'd done stacked many

And attention, inside me,

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

It can't be you and me,