This is a song about "Use"

I don't know what words to use

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

I think it excited her

I'll use a straight razor

They getting nice, they got some ice

And use anto as a sacrifice

High as shit, i’m in a booth

I can't control it there's no use

Ya needa use your fists.

When you spill out hits

That he dont even own

So i always use a phone

Well, um, there's a but

People will use u up,