This is a song about "Ok bitch"

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Now dont shed a tear, its ok,

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

Ok i got every i ever want wished

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Killer escaping, gone, but she said it was would be ok

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Ok. bout to rap on this fool

And it is not ok, but hey,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

That everythings fine, ok and good

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Ok, i need 50k large

Don't believe me, just watch

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But that's ok cause they'd resent me