This is a song about "You re making it awkward"

I kill your rep, good luck to re build it,

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Which approach you making, what road you paving

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it