This is a song about "Nate maloley follow me"

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

The man who made me follow things through.

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

The man who made me follow things through.

Homie, follow me i got styles, you can copy one

And it hurtscause any day they'll push the button

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

After they battle me they need to follow bar repercussions without even getting

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

The man who made me follow things through.

Fuck fame, fuck money

Those who wish to follow me,

Follow me, and we'll have the enemy retreating cowardly

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Y'all should follow me, cause i'll be the next kanye west.

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend