This is a song about "Q tips"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Im rising to fame taking all these joker tips,

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

We're poppin' off like all the cap tips at the fuckin' liquor store,

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Let me ask a q for a stupid cheater like you:

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

My money for them q backs but you do not get to throw

Schoolboy q inspired me to do this right

We tie dynamite to the rhino type