This is a song about "Bryce and jacob"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Check the stats, my team winning

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

And nasty remains and bones

And i don't think homes

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

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

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

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

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

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

One night love: i'mma need that