This is a song about "Pickle in donut"

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

And i like my girls with ambition

See i walked in while she creeped in.

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

Nowadays usually it's his pockets