This is a song about "Tea act"

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

This ain't yo cup of tea get out my fuckin face

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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

Spittin you out like some low-caloric tea i hated

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

Queen b would have you servin tea/

We came.. way too far pretty baby

The victim that i capture often aren't like a tea kettle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

From all this tea cause in reality

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

As i light one for ill will

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

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