This is a song about "That s bot okay"

But i - somehow, some way

That you dont know okay

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

I'm not, wrote this like a bot

I love the way you walk

Okay okay thats fine with me

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city