This is a song about "Miah strain"

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Nothing remains, no matter what insane strain, grain it

Write it in my leisure, i rather go shopping

Spit equators equate to strain ya neck head bobbing

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Jerking so hard, i'm gonna get a strain

I strain to remain being in reign, no need to feign as i drain my champagne

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Can't complain, smoked some weird shit and i found a new strain.

Im so twisted, its like i sustain a strain/

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

This life has just become a strain,

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

They're noisy they just strain me and my ego

And i did the video for really though