This is a song about "Caleb and clara"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Grab the scissors and saws and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

And some strawberries and some chocolate

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

And get it again and again

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

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs