This is a song about "My ex cheated on me and now he is being petty and thinks he gots bars"

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

He thinks he could be a poet while he is peeing on a pot

My best friend just leave me and he was my back bone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

He said she cheated on him with this guy.

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

He thinks he could be a poet while he is peeing on a pot

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

But come on, he is better and i just say the true.

Is the fuckin pain and my shame he

It ain't hard to make money

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

He was my cousin and he was there for me

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

He had is tolls on the bench, a paper and pen.