This is a song about "U make want to fly"

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

And it's time to make u stand out (separation)

I could make my lyrics make you want to tie your own noose

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

They make me want to break my neck, all those bones.

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

Moco 1 2 4 when i go out

Mm let it out show them u want to shout

They fiend in the door

Now u want me no more

They want us to fight, so they can make us in fright

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Could be so thorny, make me want to drink a forty