This is a song about "On nom"

My sim card's the bomb

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Your on fire.. your on fire

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

When you took my hand up so calm

Before my time pasted on

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Why do i continue on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

They pick on him and step on him

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

New message from mom

Try not to lead her on