This is a song about "Sassy the sasquatch"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Pass it back, i'll stab and slash it to sushi, sassy sweet assassin,

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

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Your developmental league don’t see a team

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Baby, you know who you are

For the man of the hour

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Ain't nothing to peyton

Eyes poked out the the raven