This is a song about "Treaty of versailes"

Thought of, cuz it's sort of...an addiction,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Out of this coviction of feelings

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

I used to be the most humble until

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Beaches of normandy.

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Of being of always getting wired

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Of potential cases

Flowerbomb, let me guess your favorite fragrance

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,