This is a song about "Abdullah and omar"

They laugh and scream and leap

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I bet that mirror gon show you

And pissing red, white, and blue

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Tell them niggas they slipping

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 nasty remains and bones

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

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

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment