This is a song about "Ambivalent violence"

No need to coach me, i'm ambivalent

God willing i'll proceed to a good husband

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

Already ate ambrosia however still an ambivalent agnostic.

Sick of seeing crime and rape and all this bitter ass violence,

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

When i get stressed i just show violence

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

And my condition to start violence

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

It's for the high crime rates for all that gang bang violence,