This is a song about "Pull up with a strap"

Just a little push and i got a lot of pull

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

And pull those other four down you ain't giving up

I’m the king of rock

Cleaning em up with a mop./

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

You are crap can't rap keep strap take a nap fake crap...

We spark, pull up then draw

And i'm in awe

Dattle, strap in you're saddle, you're just a waste of space and a disgrace to

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

Believe me i'mma be your god