This is a song about "No one likes jason"

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

No one there, no one breaking my fall/

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon’ need lotion

You think your boyfriend likes you? well i'm the one he's really lovin

The reason you never get any votes is because no one likes you,

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Miami nights, ain't another one

Machete to your face, jason

No-one there to console me.

I came up hungry

I can do better without you

None the wiser, no one knew,

No one really hates it

It's all good, finna dog that