This is a song about "Squeaky voice"

Niggas, y'all think my songs that i write are squeaky clean,

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Hearin your voice makes my heart swell

Let me call that hotel

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

Just tryna make my voice heard

I ain't trynna be forward

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

Their inner voice just go's quiet

She told me erything is real

Echoes a voice in my ear,

'cuz having my voice heard is more appealin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin