This is a song about "Visiting guyana"

Draining bottles of hydroclorich acid, before visiting my psychologist,

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Visiting the family

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

My music about as safe as nph visiting sochi

He thought his problem would be solved by visiting churches,

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Writing lyrics visiting numerous clinics, exposed by hater critics,

I will use my intricate lyrics to expose their simplest gimmicks