This is a song about "Baes and bikes"

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

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And like to boast and brag

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Tell a bitch lean

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

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

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

And the word most important

Grab the scissors and saws and

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

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

All my bikes are covered in rust,

But got comma’s in my statement