This is a song about "Shadow from chat advenue"

In the shadow he is learking and jerking when

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Go and chat them up ask them if they wanna chill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Cause me nd you bout to have a lil' chat

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

My flow is picturesque, picture this like snap chat

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Always ask to video chat first, and always suspect the worst,

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

And no longing for dates

About to block your light till you dont even have your shadow

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Chat you up you come to my place for a ration

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin