This is a song about "Subscribe to my blog"

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

But don't subscribe to mainstream parties smoking weed,

So fuck all you blog hatin' faggots, type away,

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

Holder of my life belonged to my sister

Red steady blog that might thread teddy cog

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Gentrification forcing my people to relocate

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

The most ill, more drama than denzel

To rap to my full potential

To skate to my full potential-

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Brought me back to my misery.

Love is a mystery