This is a song about "Cantonese mandarin"

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

You and your crew lookin' sweeter than a mandarin

And i was gonna make it official,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And judicial. which made it, so... official.

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Official-y hardly sorry laughing at garbage artists that's my hobby,

I am not a person i represent an idea that you can be whoever the fuck you wana be civil liberties

You aint shady spiritually literally or lyrically, your a shit stain not metaphorically now leave,

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.