This is a song about "They are"

Blessed to be who they are

I'm in my other car

That they are better than everyone

Cold, my style making my nose run

They fuckin' up my positivity, are they cult members?

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

6 o's pay for my car

Fuck friends (as if they are)

Your rhymes are soweak it's almost like they are theological,

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

They are here to make our lives whirl

Something i can feel girl