This is a song about "Yung t"

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

....its yung cweed in the building...ill maaake a billion then ill cash out,

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

And it ain't no problem

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Must be something you want me to see

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family