This is a song about "Stan ass hoea"

I was being an ass

I can get straight to the cash

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

The world needs less stans and more stan lee's

Got tired of running from the police

Garbage stan, fuck with me, ima dip you in a garbage can

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

While i rise take your ass

Just put your hand on the glass

Kicked out on my own ass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

I bet your name is stan, it's alright to be confused.

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

You think your eminem, but i see more stan in you

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue