This is a song about "Someones skill"

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I swear someones there, are you a scared?

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Is when a person has a artistic skill

You see this ain't no a skill

As i light one for ill will

While ur not looking ill switch our glasses with freaking skill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Delusional where you think you have skill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

You leave cracks? sounds like uve been up someones ass.

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Is when a person has a artistic skill

An adrenaline junkie amazed by my skill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill