This is a song about "Clara and caleb"

And like to boast and brag

Goddamn, the boy's back

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

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

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

And nasty remains and bones

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

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

You just gotta be strong

And once i'm dead and gone

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,