This is a song about "Being a unicorn"

A childhood being suppressed,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Like a shit motor, being a dumb fuck

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I'm driving a unicorn, and she blowing me kisses

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Im being a bit over dramatic?

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Civilians killed for being a symbol of opinion

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them