This is a song about "Bittersweet symphony"

Blood all over grass mouth infested with rats i'm a known killer names encarved in each

Now sissy prep up for a symphony of alimonies within a pterodactyl screech

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Who do you pretend to be, my enemy, it's bittersweet,

I've got your final symphony planned out, in tune with a harp

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

It’s gutter symphony fuck the industry,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Cause in her mind, my one voice sounds like a full symphony,