This is a song about "Stuart leach"

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Givin back the sand til we center rock

This is the part where we run hip hop

And introduce ya to a whole new chapter.

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

You stuck in coach while im flying, driving, in the cock pit,

I’m tryna be low key

Ajmo pit po toni