This is a song about "Mercury facts"

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Buildin' tracks snappin', smack you with a sack of facts

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

But first let me lay down a couple more facts,

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Would dreams actually become facts?

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

That's your opinion, son, i'm giving the facts

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Never give up never face the facts

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

I just know facts like that

She always comin back

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Think you're big well here's the facts