This is a song about "My homie ryan nate fuckin shit up"

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

You're 'bout to fuckin' meet him, homie, shut up and zip it boys,

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

My illness fuckin kills shit i'm spittin diseases

Now bitch fetch my bong i gotta get a hit before i get up to take a fuckin shit,

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Fuckin shit, anybody who comes at me can suck my tiny dick

I be walkin' in those cyphers when i write this shit, my homie flows,

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

They fuckin' up my positivity, are they cult members?

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years