This is a song about "Baker mox and eric"

*angel* hell no, eric, those goals are generic,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Grab the scissors and saws and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

You a lady boss, now you fly free

And a fridge and some broccoli

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

The club underwater, have em running out the front

If you ain't about money

Living young and wild and free