This is a song about "Brandon and zoey"

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

And get it again and again

And like to boast and brag

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Social conditioning and

This how i hear it different

As my name get bigger this game get different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And kill yourself and your clique

I said i got my ass beat

There'd still be niggas out killing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And their mothers and fathers

All my real motherfuckin partners