This is a song about "Why don t like me"

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.