This is a song about "Amy and tim"

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And a fridge and some broccoli

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

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

Get high together, left ny together

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

And remember what i said and

I ain't trying to be ignorant

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

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

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And i put you on the team

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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