This is a song about "Patek on fleak"

Raindrops drippin' on my down on my head

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

All my shit designer

Your on fire.. your on fire

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

100 percent on everything and on my team

I don't normally, i-i-i don't normally

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

Relying on myself

Sweet, okay makes sense

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Nobody to lean on

That's word to my mom

When you took my hand up so calm

' alright, already, the show goes on