This is a song about "Text back"

Time they bribe you with a text of nine lines of crime

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I wish you could clear off your text box and try it again.

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

But its in the way we text since now we exes like malcom/

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Sorry, not impressed by your partly... choppy text

I'm the next kruger, send 'em like text messages to ya,

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

He sent a subtle text, not knowing what's coming next

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Summer i'm going to bed, other things in my mind like my brain is gonna spread

But i talked to her and we became friends walked her home that day even received a text,

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest