This is a song about "Sam tom tyler"

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

And that i spent the night with her

Sorry... lets go tyler.

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Plus she's glad for the little things she hasand over there there's a lady

Cuz when my pen hits the paper creatin lyrics like tyler the creators baby

First verse got me feeling like tyler the creator's relapse reaction

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick