This is a song about "Straight"

They bringing me fish and chips

Swearing they straight christians

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Sent straight from lyrical heaven to get this bitch straight/

And still be able to stand up straight

Im still here but i can't skate

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Clocked out several times, keep my hours straight

Bitch got all them booty shots

Straight up nagasaki-ing comic cons

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

We're goin' straight to the ending

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

Thats why my flow flies straight,