This is a song about "Missy t"

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Make the fingers snap

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Niggas braggin' but everybody stagnant

Hop up in my t bird and just ride slow

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see