This is a song about "Your grandma died don t be sad"

And you ain't gotta go to war

You don;t thin anymore

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

I'm kinda sad you never met your grandson or granddaughter

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Uh, well, don't waste time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Bad gambling led to sad happenings to be

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

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

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor