This is a song about "My bae deserie"

That's why i'm makin' money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

You a lady boss, now you fly free

These my rhymes and my story

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

If i don't make that man there dance

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

This is my original, my validation

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Rockin so much ice they call me snow bae.

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps