This is a song about "Moan my name and fuck me harder"

Ima do me, fuck my haters, and you do you!

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

He's love with me, he wrote my name on his arm and

But she's not alonemiss independent

My bars are harder than ancient artifacts, so sit back and relax

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Fuck your girl while she calls my name, face dripping cosmetics

I'm going harder, and changing my pace/

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Look around: we the largest in the game

Now you know how i live and what's my name

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Life could not get any harder for me as my father he screams,