This is a song about "Nancy kaleal s work"

I put the nigga in his casket

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

S on my chest like a superman vest

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time

I work hard, nigga put in work

The concept is so absurd

But i dont mind doing work

I'm why baby fathers kirk

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

S queezys very bold

Heystop running your mouth

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!