This is a song about "Season change"

This is the season for noise pollution contamination

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Preseason before the season better size it

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

You probably sleep with twenty guys a season/

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy

Every single season i just feel the wrath of over blast

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand