This is a song about "Telling off"

Telling themselves they ugly

Than the muse of a family

Evaporating cruel regimes, telling the kingdom their schemes

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Mind telling me shit don't mater

Now i can draw your face up pretty

My parents keep telling me

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Telling you what i'm finnah be,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

They're telling you too go home

Know i just call it head phone

The day before is better than the present

Telling us we're lucky, man, no were blessed,