This is a song about "Aces and eights"

Grab the scissors and saws and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Aces stolen, how i'd be rolling, hole in heart, rolled too hard.

From the back seat, back seat

And stop playing hide and seek,

The queen of hearts said i'm the king of all aces

It seems to remind me of a scene like this

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races

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

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Fuck those ugly girls i only go for aces

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

And get it again and again