This is a song about "You ain t nothing to me nomore"

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Mindless conscience nothing seems to speak to me

Must be something you want me to see

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

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

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see