This is a song about "Sounds like a lot of nevativity"

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

The flows keeps gettin louder sounds like a crescendo

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

Now for a lot of you your like that's improbable,

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

My lyrics so nice, sounds like a glockenspiel

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

Pour a lot of cyanide

I got plans tonight

But a lot of my homies like to tote the laser beams

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

I've made a lot of mistakes, just like we all do