This is a song about "Bce and ce"

And their mothers and fathers

So you finally got the nerve

And a fridge and some broccoli

Cause some of you bitches funny

From the back seat, back seat

And stop playing hide and seek,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

It was all bad

And like to boast and brag

Grab the scissors and saws and

But got comma’s in my statement

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,