This is a song about "Online spitting bats"

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Is you can't trust anybody when you meet 'em online

What's that they say online to him:

Nail to 2 tha coffin

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Corpses try to grab at her, but she bats them all away,

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Like people meeting people online,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Online video is right for me

Or not u're exclusde from the party online

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

These nigguhs is not who they is online

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time