This is a song about "Note drips"

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

Knife to your throat, leave a suicidal note in your coat

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Spitting drips of fire like the safe haven of satanist

But the note in his hand can not be ignored

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

But on a serious note im gonna steal him

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

He's tensed up all white with a note in his palm

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Even the note when he talked about his little... thing.

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going