This is a song about "Christina and rhett"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

And once i'm dead and gone

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

And inhospitable,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

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

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

She got me caught up in the moment

And remember what i said and