This is a song about "Private partys"

I have some many rhymes up in my brain, private untitled songs,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Help me stay driven, my heart is a private club you just got admission,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Private flights, finest wine, broads, fame, chains, diamonds,

Show our voices, we’re the backbone, we ain’t booking private flights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Lorde said it, man it's private flights, maybach, and cristal,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

Time keeps flying and we dreamin' of private jets,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,