This is a song about "Sorry my lyrics"

Absurd 'n' twisted, my words are vivid, as i disperse my lyrics

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

With my dope ass lyrics

I be giving work to the kids

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Roll up in my ‘rrari stole your bitch i’m sorry

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I am sorry but you got grinded by my mind mill,

I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. sorry it ain't christmas,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

My lyrics is a virus

We don't ever make love