This is a song about "Brandon and cassie"

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

And a fridge and some broccoli

That's why i'm makin' money

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

And never should you fear

She always comin back

And like to boast and brag

And get it again and again

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

Oops, i'm so sorry

Living young and wild and free

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed