This is a song about "Alex and vincent"

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

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

Living young and wild and free

Cause some of you bitches funny

And like to boast and brag

The door crack, niggas all black

And get it again and again

What the fuck happened to rap when

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Riddles and jokes and scary crows