This is a song about "You hold everything you do for me over my head"

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

You touched my hand, but you also touched my heart and took everything from me, especially the hate

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

I hate the way you can do everything you please

Bitch tits over here, the size of your fists, my only question for you is, do you even lift?

Rapping is just a hobby i really want to be a visual effects artist

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Ima do me, fuck my haters, and you do you!

I'mma kill you for fillin my head up with crap

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

You doin everything to me to make my heart beat or race.

Burning everything you hold sacred, kush imported from jamaica

And y'all late bitch while i'm cakin like the makeup on the geisha

Like, what do i gotta do, for you to notice me

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money