This is a song about "Clyde"

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

I can be your bonnie you can be my clyde

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

Me and rap go hand in hand like bonnie and clyde,

Hey clyde to make your house come here now because

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Bitch you should see my wallet

On some bonnie and clyde shit

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

I knock you to another axis you ride cocks like brother clyde