This is a song about "Thanks idol"

And it's all thanks to her

You know...you know who you are

So i thanks for my mom

I got stacks all in my charm

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

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

"thanks but no thanks, and don't bother hollering

Thanks pete, that's a nice tweet

Indubitably i'm too street

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

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

You see the devil is alive but he work slow