This is a song about "Taste so good"

So i made him disappear for good

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

So we can make good choices

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

So close now i can almost taste it.

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

The sap got wasted! his raps were so wack, i could actually taste it

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

So close now i can almost taste it.

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

I'm so close to the fame i can almost taste it

Flow so good, fuck them critics

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Real niggas never hate another man

This girl has got feeling so good damn