This is a song about "And idol"

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Rasta on my wall, bob marley my idol,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

And kill yourself and your clique

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

With a honey in the middle

You were my fuckin' idol

He was my idol, fuck the bible so instead,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

Your wife your bridal be in denial because she wanna marry her idol,