This is a song about "The come up season"

Preseason before the season better size it

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

All i wanna do is eat i'm like the freaky lesbian

Into the evening and it leaves them sneezing, every season

My life is like the snow season

I'm a son of a gun

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Look , the come up is real

Yellow diamonds in my ear

They come pick you up and say jump in the back seat.

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Every single season i just feel the wrath of over blast

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