This is a song about "Chocalte and caremle"

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

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

Poke out from behind her

And kill yourself and your clique

Swear i will murk any beat

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

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

And once i'm dead and gone

Yea, i been humble too long

And their mothers and fathers

So you finally got the nerve