This is a song about "Annabelle and krass"

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

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Grab the scissors and saws and

This how i hear it different

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And kill yourself and your clique

Niggas is unifying as we speak

No one notice your struggle

And inhospitable,

Where you welcome to problems

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

And some strawberries and some chocolate