This is a song about "My hata"

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

My electric methadone

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty

That is my wish, my fantasy.

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

You fuck with me hata, ill end you quick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

After lebron, i'm what's next

You home, you never minded me so i stepped out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

And that i spent the night with her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised