This is a song about "Molly bands fucking"

I'm bent off that drink, but i don't touch that molly

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Out here fucking bitches popping bands

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Im so hot i got rappers sweatin but they aint popped no molly

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Reaper why did you take away all of the good bands?

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

And understand i work hard to make these bands.

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks