This is a song about "Boris going to married giselle"

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

You ain't ready to get married but to get buried

But i'm not going to stop,

Let me see you walk

Going to train on spiders

Call on one of your girls

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Going to nyc from long island

Going to the southern land

No sweat like a headband

And we try to keep going

Don't want to be the king

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

I'm married to the game, to the maximum, nissan,