This is a song about "Bingo was his names"

But i do quite well with all the bait

At his funeral his mom was 9 days late,

They gon tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

It was his mom i made cry

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Prison was his future , hes going down

Just another artist, and this was his pen

Here i go again, falling in love again

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Says his lyrics was making me numb well that was pretty dumb, his last rap