This is a song about "Sofia"

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

Of twelve shot pound nigga po via pia

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

As my record label nitpicks at this

And i sure as fuck know who tzar nicholas is

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

Ya....isick(isaac) like im newton

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!

So when you come around here don't be acting silly

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him