This is a song about "There ll"

Better know my name i,ll be hot in the game/

I rather give you my last to see you live again

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

That ll make u sneeze weak in the knees/and give you a permanent

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

A life where we don't need no welfare

Swankisota i be there... i be there

Shots, they back and forth

I 'll just stick ta hate songs

I' ll call you jeremy shocky, you might catch a body

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Stop hoping around, it ll still be there, no kangaroo

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you