This is a song about "Reconfirm it"

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Is what you make it, shake it

Yes we bout it bout it/

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Couldn't believe it when i heard it

She says it, you do it

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

Check it in, do it anyhow

I need to hurry up now

Ya love it gone admit it

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that