This is a song about "Caleb and clara"

And some strawberries and some chocolate

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

And remember what i said and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And their mothers and fathers

I walked up and asked what's wrong

And once i'm dead and gone

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

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

Fuck them, fly together