This is a song about "Thats not me"

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

But thats not the case, fuck you dick tracy

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

But i'm not pure darkness, thats impossible.

And thats sickening but me im not god and i will not judge

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

To this music thats not no typo,

We pray while we prey on competition

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

And thats makin me sick

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick