This is a song about "So freash"

So so so, why don't you go go go

That's why they can't mess up my flow

So much so open the gate, before you

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Its so sad that theyre so hated

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

So call me eclectic, so calmingly hectic

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

Bitches pursue me like a dream

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

But it seems like a scene outta flick

A lot of people called it last year

Water so blue man its so clear

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

So damn crisp and so damn big