This is a song about "Ur fagget"

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift

Eject ur rhymes in orbits,

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Ur havin' a loss cause ur flow is stiff

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

And realize ur pussy bitch.

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Ur in over ur head, bitch your tactics are useless

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Polygamy when ur thirty seems pretty

Ur love was always fake

If i die before i wake