This is a song about "Morgan morris"

But dont let it stomp you or drop you

Don't fuck around and make it true

Missile to a nuke either way i'm bound to blow up

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

But hey, they're bound to do whatever it takes

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I could beat you with my wrists bound

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Yeah, it's all natural baby

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Powered milk, late for rent, free lunch, and then hip hop,