This is a song about "Song about prepositions clean"

Don't gotta wait long

Can barely finish a song

They was always ready and always clean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

"you already wrote the gay song

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

Mouth of midas so dreams are close clean

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Show ‘em how much they really mean

A mess for us two to clean,

Perhaps you'll learn something about you through this song/

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb