This is a song about "Sorta"

I think this shit is funny sorta like karma,

I can always depend on my mama

Heard that you alright though

//this has a sorta fast flow

But you know what

Like im some sorta thug

But not mitchy he sorta believed in me

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

It was sorta an accident, and a witness?

Began to race, it sorta rhymed

Now walk to it with your land mind

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

Its like a all year long job sorta of a bummer