This is a song about "Vomit"

Vomit, spew droplets, poppet on the prophet who claims a honest promise.

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Every time someone says earth i vomit

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Fake mc's vomit. me and my niggas on the top floor in vegas drinking gin and

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Known for throwing up so ima vomit on this beat

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Boys were mean to him and swore at him and made him want to vomit