This is a song about "Not subscribed"

I'm talking about eternity

Figuratively, not literally

I love the way you walk

Cuz i'm not crazy, no i'm not

We're not acting violent in this game, we're not layin' threats,

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

People roll their eyes like naww probably not

I don't need no single

Not even metaphorical

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

Okay man you do the drop

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

I do it better with not 3, not 2, but all alone

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I'm not your nigga i'm not your buddy i'm not your homie, i just get on rap pad