This is a song about "What i gotta do to get it through to you im superhuman"

E-v-i-l cant you see this is i-r-l, do i gotta spit some internet slang to get it threw to you

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

What i gotta do to get it through to you i'm superhuman

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

What i gotta do to get it through to you i'm superhuman

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

What i gotta do to prove you are loose, and i am tight?

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

I aspire to be with you, i know what you been through

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Finna get to the top all i gotta do is climb

Im so confused, i don’t know what to do,

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you