This is a song about "My boy be spittin"

Even helped my boy along

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

My shield a paper spittin words like vaporhe'll be at home jacking off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

That shit that you be spittin son, you never should've wrote that

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

Okay son be a good boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Basically boy you're never gonna be capable

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Geting back to just spittin with all my motherfuckin might/

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

I got something you've been waiting for

My shield a paper spittin words like vapor