This is a song about "Shit record label"

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Im better than you and i record my shit with an android

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Just so you can be another label,

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

This is just me braggin for the record

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

And you only write, don’t record,

Basketball is my favorite sport

Gotta handle your own

But let the record be shown

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

After this eighth be high like out of middle school