This is a song about "Blu and zucco"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

And more than confident

Grab the scissors and saws and

And lead tha whole team

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Haven't seen a girl in so long

And once i'm dead and gone

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And a fridge and some broccoli

It's a battlejust for tha big money