This is a song about "Not me"

But not mitchy he sorta believed in me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Trying to get me hammered, or what not

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

You're not following me,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

And not let your absence phase me

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

Reminder bitch its me not slim

Just searching for the perfect shot

Can you beat me or not

I'm not a sheperd, no martyrdom for me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

She loves me she loves me not