This is a song about "Scrap that"

So use that black eye to remember that,

I promise i'mma call you back

And you ride with this

That magic, that vanish

I leave the janitor to pick up my every scrap

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Hella intelligent that

Funny but unlucky that,

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

And hold that trident that that nigga poseidon owns

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Living that, living that life is da best,

Back in the motherfuckin bay

That reminds me of that day