This is a song about "Tickets"

I mean of course just the same old

Cause the tickets all sold

I'm not a boiled dinner, im past a beginner, got so much powerball tickets i look like

See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killedlittle girl don't cry, cuz even though they died

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,

So fuck macklemore, his tickets are rip off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Buy some tickets in case

But if you're just now buying tickets then i'm charging a late fee

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty