This is a song about "Untalented s"

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Hard to move on when you always regret one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Attention is a must

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

You, you, you have to pay for that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t