This is a song about "Me partying"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

This is the truth partying so hard that smoke comes out from the roof

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,

I just want somebody i can see

Boys tell me they love me

We like to party

Fuck fame, fuck money

Come near me (come near me)

Girls try ta rush me touch me love me

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

So high i’m on the ceiling baby