This is a song about "Supreme theme beam seem"

By blasting up theme parks

I got these tats all on my arms

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Pushin beam-o's then parlay in reno with two fly latinos

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Catchin' up with hood niggas, ballin', rhymin' triple beam,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

You'll never be out-doin me kid, yep i'm too supreme

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

It will be a life supreme