This is a song about "Scott fulton"

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

And i got 'em every day, every day

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

Scott, but ya better not forget it

She crazy, that stalker shit

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Get away scott free cause im more descreat than sleep,