This is a song about "The wrong your"

Cuz when your rapping nothing can go wrong

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

I could be wrong or i could be right, but slinky it's your time for the mic,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Chose the wrong one and that's why your loosing

Listen to your life biography, listen to all you did wrong/

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

I look at your empty seat wondering where i went wrong,

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

And if your dick ain't long then nigga you know sum wrong.

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Respect is the wrong word

Lasers wrecked the wrong faces, sages of the wrong places.

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas