This is a song about "Pete and mac leaving party"

While theese rappers just sit around and party, they're jobless

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Leaving embers of relief and remembrance

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

So fuck the mac millers and duck this please

And if you get shot get help cause im leaving

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

Bounce, nod your head, and party while you can,

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

See i let my nigga split that

Radical larry, party, and bullshit