This is a song about "Miami mami"

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

The streets of miami

But make sure if they do see

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

My raps are the best from miami to seattle

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

About new orleans, atlanta, miami, or the birmingham,

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

That i burn up like miami beaches/

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap