This is a song about "Pulling through"

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Don't forget you're the one pulling the bullshit that's so absurd

Instead of pulling them out of my own mind, but now this time when i rhyme they're mine,

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

My flow is so sick toxic i vomit, ima puppet master pulling strings with no guitar picks

Am i the unsung hero? oh yes if you asking anybody that's aware of the classics

That the villains are pulling in

It's a -- situation

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car