This is a song about "This that"

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

On that ciroc, runnin this place

This hype ass media sayin you gotta be this or do that

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

That i be on this mic

Don't want to be the king

This beat that he's rapping

Where the black girls get their weaves back

In this ransacked grassland scratch that

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

That we're doin all this damage,

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Kind of practical that this relationship

I know that this sounds mental,

Never wrong at any level