This is a song about "Model"

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Up to a nigga. what type of role model am i? i love my brotha and i don't want

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

I know you do your thing, but be a role model,

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Just the model, a dozen hallows is tough to swallow

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And wallowed in sorrow, borrowed cash, i'm a role model,

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Ima bad bitch on his hip man he call me his model

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

Now momma told me be careful who you love