This is a song about "These n must be lazy"

Pussy must be serious (hol' up)

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

To be free, must be a test 'n i'm guessin this is destiny

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I'll be productive when you're feeling lazy

And all women who had light features, see

Car seats got screens in them

More mistakes could be made ‘n

He must be fricken tall.

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Gettin high burning the runways lifted n dazed, easy days lazy ways

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Look it something they can't ever see

It must be my personality,

Bitches talk, bitches hate,all that shit dont phase me, truth be told im to fucing lazy

Kamikazehoping that none of the spies find methat's why we bye bye daily