Released on January 19, 2019

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[intro]

Aye yo Eldoubleuu, yo I love your songs, they're so lit and fire. Uh, but you didn't respond by writing me back, by writing a letter to me. I'm really concerned about that. But this is my first voicemail, really quick. But yeah you should definitely write me back or send a voicemail. But I suggest you should write me back


[Verse 1]

Now I’m back on the mic

Spitting fire all day and night

Look right here I'll be fine

Bout to make this shit so fucking right (yeah)

I do this shit with all might (yeah)

Can't to shit without a sight (yeah)

Bitch I’m so fly call me a kite

Fire for rapping and for a fight

Playing trumpet after wanting a drum

Just a white boy feeling numb (yeah)

Like my mind smaller than a crumb

Suck a dick if u think I’m dumb

Bitch I wanna be in a trap

Not country this is rap

Pouring lean on your map

You are a bitch wait no not that

Bitch I'm a dog you would've guessed

Suck a dick while playing chess

Onto the shoutouts ok yes

Shoutout to and Joshua Gissibil the best

Feeling my self-esteem might be going less

Saying that shit when I’m depressed

Tryna hide away from my stress

Bout to put these bitches back to rest


[Skit 1]

Hey Eldoubleuu, you still haven't wrote me back yet, or called me, or sent me a voice message, I'm starting to worry because I want to make sure you're ok. Augh. I'm getting so frustrated. SO if you don't write me back, shit's about to get fucking real


[Verse 2]

Mad but not insane

Changing my personality is like changing my name

Bitch I don’t like it you pussies in my lane

I fuck a bitch that's just so plain

Me rapping so long

Tracks I fucked so wrong

Play ping pong

Watching Pinkfong

While talking about my ding dong

When I'm not rapping I stay humble

Fuck whoever said I mumble

A gap almost made me tumble

Down the hill where I'd meet my trouble

But I’m back on the mic

Always making shit alright

Go fuck a bitch every night

How do I sleep I sleep real tight

This shit lit

Fuck all of the rules

When you tryna be cool

Try to fuck with me I go call up the group

Or the gang that's a big whoops

Can’t even drink but I’m at a bar

Wanna be driving but I don’t have a car

Everyday bitch I spitting those bars

Because I’m a motherfucking superstar


[Skit 2]

Eldoubleuu, what the hell. I told you to write me back but you didn't, I told you to send a voicemail but you didn't. I don't think I can trust you anymore, I just can't. I can't. Fuck you! Fuck You! Augh!


[Verse 3]

I’m sorry for your lost but Jesus Christ man why the fuck did you had to do that

That shit ain’t gonna solve anything why did do you do that was it because you were fat

Fuck with the humor remember I said that I will definitely be back

But I heard you shot yourself just wake up in hell and tell me where the fuck you are at

Look at me now I'm such a fucking bitch

Should I tell your family or I might be a snitch

I’ve seen your instagram pics first it was lilo and stitch

You said you wanted to get hit by a baseball pitch

This is something I’ll never forget

You know it’s never lit

And it's a piece of shit

I swear I will kill a bitch if he likes your pain he would mimic

Man what the fuck were you going threw

How the fuck would did I even knew

You’ve been blown away in the wind that already blew

I just could’ve saved you

Could’ve helped you instead of going to a party

I wanna say this shit faster than a Ferrari

Seeing right inside your mind is like going in a safari

What do I wanna say I wanna say I’m sorry


[Outro]

Sorry bro, you was a true fan