This is a song about "Bryce and jacob"

But make sure if they do see

Living young and wild and free

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

And a fridge and some broccoli

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

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

Why a black nigga take ass over class

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Good kids make bad grown ups

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Cold, my style making my nose run

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron