This is a song about "Tea"

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

No more ho-ney, in the, tea. putting comma's infront of each word,

Pretense turned into pretext with precept ownership of ted's tea sets,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Queen b would have you servin tea/

Am dope as fuck am 17 years old mc like ice tea

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor