This is a song about "Clones"

If we ain't right and always at the throats

The hoes, the clothes, you niggas are just like clones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Ill be doing shows, groupies tryna chant but i don't fuck wit clones they

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,