This is a song about "Stalker bitch"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You think i'm so scared of a little hooker? hah, i should say a little stalker. you

Man but this ain't no sign language

Fuckin myopic bitch

And yea i did warn ya im the rap stalker

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Razor grips, laser spit

I created this image

You mediocre bitch

No car key and i mean that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Now i’m up in this bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich