This is a song about "Sort"

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Is this the sort of man you want to be?

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

This is sort of the tuth nobody speaks, we don't dare to hear,

Imma show my true worth/ sort out the sour shit and skip to the dessert/

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

That i had some sort of edge, some kind of advantage,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Gotta be a way to sort the operation.

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

I was pretty nervous and sort of embarrassed

That i don't hate myself in any sort of way

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say