This is a song about "Ww2 facts"

My designs filled with similarity facts

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Face the facts, that i gotta start with a bad finance

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I only rap facts infused with morality

Think you're big well here's the facts

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Fighting with my weak hand

19 wave caps spit facts on blast,

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

That's your opinion, son, i'm giving the facts

Hope you heard that intro

Check the fucking facts yo