This is a song about "Mounatin men in new mexico"

I bet that mirror gon show you

Bullied in school, noting new,

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

Souls sold to men that are robed in magenta,

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

Cos the rule in bitches is always always find a new

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

With new crowd in , your sec life with whole new level

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will