This is a song about "Mold bagels"

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

I got it on lox, i'll bring the bagels

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

I'm just here to take control of this game and break the mold,

Take those words and i mold it into some kind of advantage

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

I won't give it to you just like your girl even that bitch wants to make me hurl,

If i hold onto the shredded threads, it will mold into non-captured nets, girl

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Study plans to unfold the mold uphold by judges' stands

Or else they will sit and get covered in mold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

I need to be the cheese with green like soakin' mold, god only knows,