This is a song about "Bebe and luis"

And nasty remains and bones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

This is why her nigga mad

And like to boast and brag

This is the concrete

And kill yourself and your clique

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

For thinking you clean

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Living young and wild and free

So gon' and be my dealer baby