This is a song about "Bryce and jacob"

Nightmare on any street

And stop playing hide and seek,

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

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

And a fridge and some broccoli

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

As my name get bigger this game get different

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Where you welcome to problems

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

And remember what i said and

But nah, he is quite different

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

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