This is a song about "Bonnie the bunny"

In earth, as it is in heaven

The bigger the the fun

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

While you be making honey for a bunny while it's sunny

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

I can be your bonnie you can be my clyde

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

The more battles the better the flows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

I got voices screamin in my head,then it bunny hopped off my shoulder,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her