This is a song about "Yandere simulator"

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

I shut em down, you fuck around, meet ya maker

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

I know your schedule so today's you meet your maker

I just gotta mock ya,

Kicks new, my denim, raw

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

My understanding wasn't very good, gods only knew how to mock

Voice nasally but can't mock me kid

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Guess who has the upper hand when its time to feast

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field