This is a song about "Cashmere scarf around my face like a bandana"

They had a hell of a run

I've moved around like a pigeon

What comes around goes around like a hula hoop

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

Wraps around my head and grips me like a lasso.

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

My game face, like it's poker time

Corduroys, cam will shine

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

I’d like to see you say those little fables to my face,

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

U have like im predator wit a dysfuntcional face