This is a song about "Tim drake"

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Trinidad james, 2chainz, drake and this problem

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

You obviously lack originality like aubrey drake/

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Im greater than drake, listen to me people this shit aint fake

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Crazy on shake, paintin' the cake like jay-z and drake,