This is a song about "Travis scott"

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

I put that nigga in his casket

Scott, but ya better not forget it

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Get away scott free cause im more descreat than sleep,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.