This is a song about "Shes that girl that makes my wrold"

And he, what's his name, earl

Won't ya swallow that girl

I'll say bitch please you just another itch in my nose that makes me sneeze achoo hoe,

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

But that's what he liked her

That white girl is my cater

That makes up my product. every time i rap, the haters

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Go crazy when she hear music

Spitting out the shit that makes me sick

Bougie girl, grab my hand, fuck that bitch she don’t wanna dance

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Oh how i hated everyone therethe baby lie here dying

Getting that lollipop'n from my girl while i'm eating the icing

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I have a funny feeling that she'll be my game girl