This is a song about "T squiggle"

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

And the wrong time

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth