This is a song about "Nanna s"

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

Well, that's what you are

Bad, just like an 80's car

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

S on my chest like a superman vest

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend