Your rap Covered in fluff like a pillow case I go on blind dates they don’t see my place, They feel my face I fulfill my taste I run up hills for days I run up bills for days I raised a mill to play I put it all on black I’m making all that back I said But thennn It doesn’t unfold like how I told it It didn’t unroll how I thought I’d throw it Enormous was the goal We’re piquento small Adios y’all