This is a song about "Thanks idol"

Full of shit, like i ate that john

So i thanks for my mom

We getting money, you can face the facts

I shot some blanks, only to get a thanks

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

He was my idol, fuck the bible so instead,

If they startcuz it's all about survival

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

The teens need a new idol, ill tell em to admire this.

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

But thanks to the heaven above,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Snipers chilling in idol building waiting to take my life and end it

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Your wife your bridal be in denial because she wanna marry her idol,

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model