This is a song about "My sweetheart chelsea"

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Your name's 'kensington' because you were made in chelsea.

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Roll up niggas be like sex

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

I dont love you im just confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

But you don't have a chance

My streaks my testament.

Clap two times if you drunk

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/