This is a song about "Mest up hairling"

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

Love up she threw up in his era

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

The world is a mest up place, with anger and hate

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck