This is a song about "Separate myself from shit"

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Suicidal bitches poppin lideral, i cant stop myself from takin one to pop,

I don't need the bell i'll dig myself out from this grave

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

For the opportunity to present, i tried to explain myself but started not to give a shit.

But i know that me's the shit and myself and i are agreeing

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

Means that i don't even give a shit about myself

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

Never take shit from a bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Emotions from myself, you, and the guy you prioritized first,

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Is shit straight from ikea