This is a song about "Ur mon"

So pretentious with no potential

And ur never on his level

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Remember stand up for ur rights

But that's what he liked her

Have a ware and look above ur

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Now ur alone livin with ur parents cause ur fucking show up

Cuz ur the only reason

Carolina where i made it from

Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Ur love was always fake

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate