This is a song about "Churros and llamas"

Living young and wild and free

This is like riding through the city

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

So i'm writing you this letter

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

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Had, like, the mixtape of the year

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer