This is a song about "People with stretcher earings"

I dont really mess with people, im an instrument/

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

People lives with many doubt.

Meek milly racked up racked out

Seeing people with bad reputation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

People who agreed with you fuck them all,

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Tried to talk with people like (proclaiming)

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

With other people, my family, my friends

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Hungry is what i titled to people who feed me with knowledge

And if it gets any higher you might just need a stretcher.

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever