This is a song about "Teck on the dresser"

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

It's not about what she has or what's in her dresser

Burning up,turn the fan on/

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

Huh, i can't interpret her

Than the birds on the wire

Saw the bombs on the news

Duck duck, say goose

"hurry up, the cams on,

My sim card's the bomb

' alright, already, the show goes on

Angle these beats like a pentagon