This is a song about "Blake and connor"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Put the purp in the blunt

And remember what i said and

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

I feel like im a clipper cuz im dunkin on u posers like blake

She can only live for the moment

Social conditioning and

What them tippers don't see

And a fridge and some broccoli

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

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

And some strawberries and some chocolate

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that