This is a song about "Cereal and raccoons"

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Almost like finding all marshmallows in a box of lucky charms cereal.

I confess i never got my talent from the bottom of a cereal box,

Now if i can walk through sweltering hot parking lots 'round swarming shots

This how i hear it different

Grab the scissors and saws and

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

And if i pour some alize in my cereal,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will