This is a song about "Ra ing"

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Straight up nagasaki-ing comic cons

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Ra ta tat tat sending shots at these rappers back packs

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

Disguist-ing he is a bane instead of brother he's like crazy

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

For all the wrong i did , just as a kid. fuck it , a sinful life is what i live.

Then y'all should get this too he's no please-ing it's a fact/he's a criminal of feelings

No fuck-ing rules gonna stand in our way of a cor-rect place,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Before my head gets steered, not hearing shit, man im go-ing crazy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see