This is a song about "Shoutout to ashley rich"

It's fad when hating our size of our dick believed to be rich and known to be ditched

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Aint trying to front its the smoke that's mad me rich

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

So get killed you little bitch who tried to get rich

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

The rich didn't think to see, plastic skin slippin' from chin to feet

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Trying to be illimatic, shoutout to lucifer, do justice to that classic/

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Real bars im poor but rich son when it comes to spits son

Steal from the rich, snake oil to deceive

My bitches brighter always saying lights please