This is a song about "Mia booth"

Now im up in the booth an they stressin where they goin

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Second i get in the booth,

Lets go in the booth, and see who hits who

For a brick or two, really put an end to you

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Told you i ain't worried, i ain't scared of the booth

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Only if i'm rapping, my vision in the booth

Girls say everything that i write smooth

Put me in a booth guarantee ill spit the truth,