This is a song about "Bahamas"

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Buried 6 feet deep foreva and eva asleep

You're shambled, babble your scrabble onto some other assholes paso.

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

First verse got me feeling like tyler the creator's relapse reaction

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Now i'm stuck in this hell called lynn

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Still hear that laughin under breath while the orlando police

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Then asking my identity

I am broke because of cindy