This is a song about "Alex and taylor"

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

And i'm dizzy and spinning

I'm the sushi king

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I think it excited her

Grab the scissors and saws and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Live from the lamont's rose

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean