This is a song about "You have a mophead"

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

Easily leo da vinci when i piece in a picture

Baby, you know who you are

Jokes on you i don't have a car

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

Faggot you wont have a sign

I don't think you have a choice

They meet them rich boys

Thats a nice gun you have

Just put your hand on the glass

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

They would have thought you saw a ghost

Doesn't mean you have a nice flow.

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

Now you have your goals, and a deadline

Start whine, my gyal, start whine