This is a song about "Remote"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

If life's just a game wheres the remote control,

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

I got my heart and soul in remote control

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

Your window i smashed, on your couch i land, woop! remote in hand,

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and