This is a song about "Clyde drexler"

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Hey clyde to make your house come here now because

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

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

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

I can be your bonnie you can be my clyde

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

On some bonnie and clyde shit