This is a song about "Mise en place"

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Splattered his brains all over the place

And i just love your flashy ways

Driving my car to a foreign place

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

The corporations would never be in this place

Baby got that super bass

You are my favourite place

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Temperature rising i'm heating the place,

Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met