This is a song about "The fuckboy skylar"

The bigger the the fun

Tryna find the one

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Than the birds on the wire

Organized crime, i kill your boss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Your the boat without the paddle

She all that i can handle

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Singing my life with his words