This is a song about "Yandere simulator"

Guess who has the upper hand when its time to feast

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

We all commit sin, counterfeit stash and cash crops

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Jungle fever for the night

She choked, exited stage right.

What if i confess my love and mess up the only chance i have..what if i don't and just toss/

Mac hippie analog, you rap midi, turn the camera's off, i make you snap and slap your bandana off

So i persist till every swish i duplicate, yeah i'm loyal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Straight money , i aint dummy

I'm a baller, literally

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

But i perfected my verses, and went out on stage