This is a song about "Moth"

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

Im actually, pissed off at these laws if money shines bright we'd be the moth

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

By a moth, whom really had no right/

Parallel on the other side

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Assaulting cops i'm attracted to my pen like a moth

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours