This is a song about "Rake"

They cry and say he was perfect, let me go ahead and rake

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

I rake in loads of bone charms

You haters put up your guards

Too late you took the bait mistook for fake as a rake

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Got me ready to release the fluid, sensationsit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand

Born a leader, avid mad-lib reader, you fill in the blank as i take what i rake in to the bank

Your raps are horrible take a fucking rake

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate