This is a song about "Chechen and ching"

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

This is oh so much like getting votes

And nasty remains and bones

I'm on the run, keep running

If my purse wouln't make ching

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

And get it again and again

Car seats got screens in them

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Latin and asians, black, caucasian