This is a song about "Trey songs"

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

But better when i sing songs

Shots, they back and forth

The boys in blue! get 'em trey!

Rub my back, then let me lay

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Your songs are the cause of havoc,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Beef with me tails will break hips, trey flips adlibs of horrorcore, but more,

I have some many rhymes up in my brain, private untitled songs,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Drain a trey walk off the court, mark cuban better pay me

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Marathons writing songs on daylight savings time