This is a song about "Pod notes"

I got a lotta numbers on dees paper notes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

And have you screaming like rnb singers who hittin' high notes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

I stack da fuckin notes, actin like i'm a broke ass//

We be like chow

Hard to hit these notes now

And have you screaming like rnb singers who hittin' high notes

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot

Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,

Then take all your notes that you wrote....

On top of that, i’m broke