This is a song about "Singapore three or more"

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Fucked around 2 or three times nothing too major nothing exclusive

Is it for the best or is it doing more harm?

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

You spit that end rhyme trash i'm spittin syllables two or three

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Cause the singapore kid is gonna rend a few sllyable spits

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

She don’t give her nigga head

Now i'm more or less than me,g

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

No more bang bang getting neutered or spayed

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I'll take 1,2, or 3 atleast more than me

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

U loose a tooth or three if you put up your dukes with me