This is a song about "Caleb and clara"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And stop playing hide and seek,

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And inhospitable,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

And kill yourself and your clique

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

And get it again and again

Roll wit ace, khaled and them