This is a song about "Bryce and jacob"

Castle and crooks sweater

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

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Social conditioning and

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual