This is a song about "9th and 10th ammendment"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Living young and wild and free

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

And kill yourself and your clique

Nightmare on any street

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

Mmg and that's my clique

And stop playing hide and seek,