This is a song about "After uni"

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Good love then i can do that for her

With wit to make you frail right after

After your names on a tombstone

I don't need no fucking throne

Hear the thunderclap after

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

I'd rather hold two bisons while riding a uni cycle

In addition she disappeared shortly after

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

I learnt much from the way i was taught, so i'm grindin' at uni and im slavin' at jobs

Splatter guts n' catchya after

But shawty know i'm a rapper