This is a song about "Teck on the dresser"

Pay dues like a hair salon

Screw up the cup, i'm on

Layin on his chest in the sand time forgotten on the dash.

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Reaches for the razor in the dresser drawer, oh god this can't be good

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

My position improving, not to mention

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

Baby, let me give you a call

Light the way, lead us on

New message from mom

A born starter, in the game for real

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

And on the 7th day, focus on seeing the light

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight