This is a song about "Skai jacksonim ur fan"

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Don't see that shit bout you, you got one fan

I put that shit on my man

Stop hatin i know you a fan

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I'm no fan (double voice), i find perfections in imperfection

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

The bitches is everything in between

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Smoke alot i think i needa cilling fan.

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind