This is a song about "Baes and bikes"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

We can't catch the beat

And stop playing hide and seek,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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