This is a song about "Clara and caleb"

And remember what i said and

And the word most important

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

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

And once i'm dead and gone

'til it's like a mile long

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

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

This is something different

Grab the scissors and saws and

And i'm dizzy and spinning

But i ain't listening